The bosses in the whole hell are pretending to be cute

What is the fate of being beaten up by a group of big bosses?

Just look at the confession ghost who is tied up by five flowers.

The confession ghost is an earth-bound spirit, and an earth-bound spirit that hasn't done too many bad things.Therefore, the breath of his whole body is very clean, only the ankles of a pair of feet are shining with red light, like some kind of restriction.

Su Ling faintly felt that this method of breaking the ban was somewhat familiar.

The confessor lay on the ground, looking a little disheartened: "Are you going to kill me?"

Su Ling was a little funny: "We are not bad people, why kill you?"

The confession ghost couldn't get any interest, and said dying: "You want to save me? That's the same as killing me."

Su Ling thought for a while, but did not continue to explain, but asked instead: "You don't want to be reincarnated?"

The confessor glanced at him, smiled wryly and said, "If I wanted to, I would have gone already."

——Earth binding spirits are actually divided into two types, one is forced and the other is voluntary.

Some of the deceased were trapped by obsessions during life, and their grievances persisted after death, but they were trapped in the same place because they were confused and could not remember the events before their death.

After a long time, most of the ghosts who have lost their memory will interfere with the normal operation of the world, or endanger the lives of ordinary people. They will be involved in karma and cannot be reincarnated since then. This is the forced type.

There is another category, which is more like staying in place voluntarily.Like the earth binding spirit, the breath is clean, and there are not too many sins. If one day I figure it out, I can go to reincarnation.

Therefore, if the confessing ghost is willing, the restraint on the ankle will be automatically released, and impermanence will come to arrest the soul and send it into the path of reincarnation.

Su Ling sighed softly, moved a stone to use as a small bench, and prepared to sit for listening to the story, and said: "Meeting is fate, anyway, you are locked here and there is no other ghost to play with you, How about telling us your story? What if we can help you get rid of your obsessions."

The confessor lowered his eyelids, breathless: "It's useless."

Su Ling poked him, trying to encourage him: "Don't be so frustrated, what if?"

The confessor took a deep breath and explained, "My obsession is with one person."

Su Ling nodded, her eyes continued to be full of encouragement.

The confession ghost showed a warm smile, with a little nostalgia in his eyes: "She has already been reincarnated."

Su Ling: ... Huh?

The confessing ghost seemed helpless, but also sad: "So, it's useless, my obsession can't be eliminated."

Su Ling froze in place, not knowing what to say.

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Su Ling followed the strength and looked back. Sheng Ze was lowering his head and gave him a look. What does that mean—let me ask.

Su Ling quickly gave him the seat.

Sheng Ze was silent for a moment, did not mention the matter of obsession, but pointed to the red light on his ankle, and asked, "Who gave you this?"

The confessor was obviously taken aback.

"It looks like it's restraining you, but it's also giving you the energy to stay in the world." Sheng Ze rested his chin with one hand, and said the real purpose of the restraint in a flat tone.

The confessing ghost looked at him with a nervous expression: "I asked a ghost friend to help me."

Sheng Ze let out a "huh" and thoughtfully said, "When did it happen?"

The confessor frowned, and said cautiously, "Seven or eighty years ago."

Sheng Ze raised one eyebrow and gave Su Ling a subtle look.

Su Ling was puzzled.

Sheng Ze smiled strangely: "You don't remember?"

Su Ling looked confused: "I don't remember."

Sheng Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, and suggested, "Look around and think about it carefully?"

Su Ling looked around and fell into deep thought... Then, suddenly, "Ah!"

This sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

After Su Ling finished yelling, she stood there with a "fucking" expression on her face, looking at the confession ghost with tangled eyes.

Meng Xiaoman couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "Boss, is it related to you?"

Reminiscent of the previous words, this earth-bound spirit is obviously trapped by love...

Meng Xiaoman's brain holes continued to diverge, and finally, he couldn't help but thump in his heart, and came to a conclusion-could this be the boss's ex-boyfriend or ex-ex-boyfriend? !

The corner of Su Ling's mouth twitched, and he sighed: "His restriction was imposed by me."

The confessor was stunned.

Su Ling frowned with a headache, and said, "Seven or eighty years ago, this playground was not completely abandoned. It's not the same as it is now, so I didn't think about it for a while."

Su Ling looked at the confessor with a complicated expression: "But I never thought that after so many years, you still haven't let go."

The confessor blinked blankly, and said joyfully, "Benefactor?!"

The corner of Su Ling's mouth twitched, and he quickly waved his hand: "Don't call me that!"

Meng Xiaoman was so curious about the entanglement between these two people that he scratched his heart and lungs, looked at Su Ling with burning eyes, and expressed three words bluntly - please tell me.

Su Ling was a little funny, and said while recalling: "I recognized him. He was still a new ghost at that time, and his soul was not strong. I saw him wandering here every day, so I asked him if he needed help."

The confessing ghost nodded again and again, gratefully said: "The benefactor is the most enthusiastic ghost I have ever met."

Su Ling got stuck, and finally decided to pretend that he hadn't heard the term "benefactor", and smiled wryly: "No wonder the resentment this time was related to the confession. At that time, he had a sweetheart...and then he died."

Meng Xiaoman was a little confused: "And then?"

Su Ling was also confused: "It's gone, where is the after?"

Meng Xiaoman: "...how did you meet?"

Su Ling began to snap his fingers: "He had a sweetheart, he didn't dare to confess, then he died, then I met him, and then I helped him set a ban. This time it's really complete."

Meng Xiaoman was silent for a moment, then flipped the table angrily: "Boss, your level of storytelling is really outrageous!"

Shi Kongzun also nodded angrily: "What about the process? What about the climax? What about all the ups and downs? It's crazy to jump directly from the beginning to the end."

Su Ling: ...

The confessor laughed out loud, and explained for his benefactor: "Because I was shy and timid, I didn't dare to confess after having a sweetheart. Finally, on the eve of Valentine's Day, at the instigation of my friends, I asked that girl out. Here we are, on the Ferris wheel."

"That day, the weather was fine. I looked at her side face and thought, I can't miss such a beautiful girl. Just at this time, she looked at me and smiled at me..."

Sure enough, Meng Xiaoman was still a little girl at heart. Hearing this, he silently covered his cheeks and said enviously, "It's so romantic."

The confessing ghost said: "Yes, and then, as the benefactor said, the Ferris wheel broke down, and before I could speak, I died."

Meng Xiaoman sympathized: "It's a bit miserable."

The confessor bowed his head and smiled wryly: "Life is impermanent."

"What about the girl?" Shi Kongzang was inexplicably in a complicated mood, "You were trapped here because of obsession, but she went to reincarnate?"

The confessor quickly shook his head: "It's none of her business! Apart from my feelings for her, I'm more angry at myself for being too weak. I'm angry at myself for not daring to confess, and also angry at me for being weak and timid in my whole life and missing all kinds of things. Chance, in the end, leads to nothing..."

Su Ling nodded and nodded: "When I met him, he was so dark that he was almost fierce. Later, after my enlightenment, he decided to stay here and protect the newcomers. I originally wanted to arrest him and go to the underworld. , I couldn't bear to watch him pleading... that's it."

Sheng Ze thought about the way the students confessed indiscriminately before, and asked, "Protect the newcomers?"

Su Ling coughed twice in embarrassment, and seriously criticized him: "Yes, why are you tossing around? It's fine for consensual adults, and you don't even let minors go?"

The confessor bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "It's been a long time since anyone came here, I couldn't control my excitement at the moment."

Su Ling also sighed, and blamed herself: "If you stay here for a long time, it is easy to fall into the magic barrier, and I am also to blame. I just thought that you would figure it out after a while and go to reincarnation, so I didn't come to take care of you."

Sheng Ze pinched the back of Su Ling's neck and comforted him, "It's all right, there hasn't been any big trouble left or right."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the confession ghost: "The underworld has its own rules, it's not a good thing for you to stay here after all."

The confessor lowered his head dejectedly and remained silent.

Sheng Ze thought for a while, and then said: "Do you know that there is a marriage station in the underworld? The function is probably similar to the police station for obtaining marriage certificates in the world. There is still a lack of someone in charge. Would you like to go?"

The confession ghost was overjoyed and nodded quickly: "I am willing."

Sheng Ze stretched out his hand, and tapped his index finger on the confession ghost's forehead: "Go."

After finishing speaking, the red light on the confessing ghost's ankle disappeared suddenly, and his figure became blurred. He bowed deeply in the direction of Sheng Ze and Su Ling three times, and turned into a spot of light into the underworld.

Su Ling watched him leave, feeling filled with emotion.

"By the way," Su Ling turned his head and looked at Sheng Ze, "How do you know it was my restriction?"

Sheng Ze began to look at the sky calmly: "The moonlight tonight is pretty good."

Su Ling refused to give up, and continued to ask: "You seem to be able to tell from the restriction itself, how did you do it?"

Sheng Ze continued to make mistakes: "I think the supper last night was pretty good."

Su Ling sneered and stared at him coldly.

Sheng Ze sighed silently, and waited for Meng Xiaoman and the others to walk a little farther before he whispered, "The ghost king taught you the restriction, right?"

Su Ling said in horror: "Did you see it?"

Sheng Ze tapped his forehead, seeming to be spoiled in desperation: "After all, he and I are colleagues. The ghost king has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, so the restriction must not have been imposed by him, and you were in the human world at that time, so I guessed You did it."

Su Ling tilted her head and thought for a while, feeling that something was wrong: "How do you know that the ghost king only taught me one?"

Sheng Ze: "... With his character, who else would dare to approach him except you?"

Su Ling frowned: "It's still wrong. I don't have much contact with the Ghost King, and Xiaoman and the others don't know about it. How do you know that he taught me?"

Sheng Ze: "...I have some friendship with the Ghost King, I heard from him."

Su Ling nodded, and asked again: "But didn't you just say that he has a bad personality and dare not approach him except me?"

Sheng Ze: ...

Sheng Ze walked to the front quickly, and stopped Meng Xiaoman: "Well, Xiaoman, I'm a little hungry, why don't you go back and cook some rice for me for supper?"

Xiaoman's supper? ? ?

Su Ling looked at his back and narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to the following little angels for getting [Boss Su with 7-second memory] and [Ghost King Vest in danger]! ~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

20 bottles of rot; 10 bottles of Jinjue; 5 bottles of Ye Bushay's little baby; 2 bottles of Du Ruo.