My Death God Roommate

A Ming stared at Mu Rong with bloodshot eyes, as if to see through her.

However, Mu Rong's expression did not see a wave of waves, and he looked at A Ming calmly, his dark eyes were silent.

Standing on the side, Sang Yu felt that all the hairs on her body were standing up, and she could clearly hear the music.

But why?Can't Mu Rong hear?

It was Amin who was defeated in the end.

With a "click", he closed the mahogany music box in his hand and the music disappeared.

A Ming's whole body instantly became haggard, his face pale.

He swayed back a few steps, his eyes were red, and he muttered, "How can it be? How can it be?"

"Sang Yu... did you hear that?"

Sang Yu nodded and looked at A Ming.

Amin lowered his head, and his messy and shiny bangs blocked his eyes.

"Sorry sir, this is a paper shop. If you don't need anything, please do it yourself."

"Then... just give me some burning paper."

"Okay, three rolls of yellow paper for ten yuan without perforation, three rolls for twenty yuan with copper coin holes, how much do you want."

"For the best, give me a hundred dollars."

"Please wait."

A Ming carried the music box and a lot of scary yellow paper, and left Murong's paper shop.

"Sang Yu, you can help me take a look at the store, I'll go to the back, if you come, let them wait."

"it is good."

Mu Rong walked around behind the warehouse, and after a while, the black robe Mu Rong floated out.

Sang Yu took out the phone and looked at it, but Yu Guang kept following Mu Rong.

"The person who came just now, is there anything behind him?"

"No, but after opening his music box, there is a sound." Ah Miao replied.

"You are guarding in the store, don't let the spirit body approach the substitute over there."

"Yes, Lord Murong~"

"Master Murong!"

"how?"

"Um... would you like to set up a formation at the entrance of the store? When the door opened in the morning, I saw a lot of ghosts coming to the store to steal incense and candles."

Ah Miao raised her head proudly, looking like she was waiting for praise. If she had a tail, she would have been cocked.

Mu Rong faintly replied: "I know."

After speaking, he flew out of the paper shop.

Sang Yu watched Mu Rong leave and couldn't help laughing. He couldn't help but think about it: Maybe, those incense candles were left by Mu Rong deliberately to those ghosts.

Mu Rong caught up with A Ming, and the other party walked down the street desperately holding a stack of yellow paper, muttering, "Ayun, Ayun, what should I do? Isn't that a dream you entrusted me, it's just mine Illusion? She can't hear your voice at all, how can she save you? Ayun..."

A Ming's tears flowed, and a strong wind blew by, and the yellow paper in his arms shook with the wind.

When Mu Rong saw this, his brows frowned, he squeezed the tactics, muttered a Sanskrit spell, and pointed to the box held tightly in Amin's hand: "Appear!"

However, the music box did not respond.

After trying several times in a row, the result was the same. She stopped and flew back to the paper shop.

Sang Yu and A Miao stopped talking when they saw Mu Rong's figure. Sang Yu lowered his head slightly, holding the cup in both hands, and peeked at Mu Rong. A Miao greeted him, "Master Mu Rong~ how about it?"

Mu Rong shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

"How come? I clearly heard the sound just now."

"There are many weird things in this world, but not all things fall under the control of the underworld."

When Amin returned home, the air was full of instant noodles mixed with the smell of corruption.

The living room is full of two-dimensional posters, and the shelves on the wall are filled with two-dimensional peripheral products. On the sofa, there are two 1:1 ratio cartoon dolls. In front of the TV, PS4 and Nintendo's handles are scattered. One place.

Throwing the yellow paper on the ground, wearing shoes, crossing various data lines on the ground, collapsed on the sofa.

With a "click", the music box was opened, and Aming's tears also flowed out.

"Ayun, Ayun, why don't you speak anymore?"

...

Sang Yu originally thought that Amin's incident was just an episode, since Mu Rong said so, he must be right.

however……

That night, after Mu Rong left, Sang Yu cleaned up the house and prepared to wash and sleep.

After washing his face, squinting his eyes, and reaching out to pull the towel hanging on the shelf, he suddenly saw a figure in the mirror.

"what!"

"What's the matter!" A Miao floated over.

Seeing Sang Yu standing there with horror holding the towel.

"What's wrong with Sang Yu?"

"Ameow, I..."

The figure in the mirror was gone.

"what happened?"

Sang Yu grabbed the towel and ran to Ah Miao's side: "A Miao, did you see other souls coming in?"

"How is it possible? This is Master Mu Rong's home, and there is not a single spirit body in Xinxin's home..."

Seeing that Sang Yu's face was very ugly, he said suspiciously, "I didn't pay attention either..."

When the two came to the living room, Sang Yu held the towel blankly, and did not wipe the water droplets on his face.

"Sang Yu, are you okay?"

A Miao puzzled: Sang Yu had opened yin and yang eyes since she was a child, and ghosts have seen a lot, and she has never seen her scared like this.

Sang Yu moved to Ah Miao's side, and said with lingering fear: "I saw a figure in the mirror just now, but turned around but disappeared. Maybe...maybe it was my dizziness."

"Mirror? You may be dazzled. Ghosts will not appear in the mirror."

A Miao looked at Sang Yu and asked, "What does that ghost look like?"

Sang Yu couldn't help shivering: "It's a...female; I don't know if it's a Tang suit or a kimono, red with broken flowers... Tang makeup is painted on her face, her pink is thick, her face is red, The eyebrows are two small dots, a little crimson lips...very red."

A Miao imagined it for a moment and shivered: "It's really scary to hear you say this."

Sang Yu hugged his legs tightly and buried his head in his arms.

Ah Miao patted Sang Yu's back comfortably, but his hand passed through Sang Yu's body.

She jumped up from the sofa and said with indignation, "It's so bold, Sangyu, don't be afraid, I'll protect you. If she comes again, see how I clean up my old lady, it's shameless!"

That being said, A Miao is guilty: If the other party is really an old ghost from the Tang Dynasty and has cultivated enough to show up in the mirror, she will only have to be rubbed on the ground by others.

But seeing Sang Yu frightened like this, A Miao could only bite the bullet and talk big.

The two sat next to each other on the sofa. The unusually quiet environment lengthened time and increased fear.

Ameiao is more nervous than Sangyu, she is a spirit body, and the other party can cause direct harm to her.

"Woo..." The wind came in through the window.

"Yes, or... you go to Murong's room to hide?" Am I going to hide?

Sang Yu shook his head: "She would not like it."

"Otherwise, I'll go find Master Mu Rong back."

"but……"

"Don't worry, if it is really an old ghost from the Tang Dynasty, I can't figure it out, and this is also Mu Rong's home."

Without waiting for Sang Yu to speak, Ah Miao floated out.

A Miao went straight to Shanyang Municipal Hospital, and she saw Murong in the intensive care unit.

"Master Mu Rong!" Ah Miao rushed to Mu Rong's body.

"Why are you here?" Mu Rong mercilessly pushed Ah Miao away and looked at the pocket watch in his hand.

"Master Mu Rong~ Something happened!"

Ah Miao eloquently explained what had happened to Shicai, with a certainty, as if she was the one who saw the female ghost.

"I know."

Mu Rong closed his pocket watch and threw the iron chain out with a "wow", hooking the person on the bed.

Ah Miao realized that there were six or seven souls standing beside her.

"Hi~Hello everyone."

"I am the ecstasy messenger of the Death Academy, Landexin, your time is here, come with me."

Mu Rong led a group of souls to the corridor, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a phone number.

"Murong?"

"Come here, municipal hospital, urgent matter."

"it is good."

Five minutes later, Hao Jiefangfeng rushed over.

"Meet again, Miss Ameow~"

"You go to my house, Amiao, you and Hao Jiefang can go back."

"What about you Lord Murong?"

"I still have a job."

"Oh..." Ah Miao curled her lips reluctantly.

"What happened?"

"Amiao said that a female ghost from the Tang Dynasty appeared in my house."

"Tang Dynasty? How is it possible?"

"Go and see, there is a tenant in my house, you help me protect her, and call me if you have something to do."

"Okay, let's go, Miss Ameow~"

On the way, Ah Miao repeated it with Hao Jiefang. When he heard the female ghost's reflection in the mirror, Hao Jiefang noticeably accelerated.

Ah Miao's heart sank, followed by: Sang Yu, don't you have anything to do!

Entering the corridor, Hao Jiefang sniffed: "It's so smelly of burning paper."

Ah Miao advanced 403, and Sang Yu was not in the living room.

"What about people?"

"I'm looking for it." A Miao floated into Sang Yu's room, but there was nothing.

"Sang Yu!"

General Ah Miao searched all but Murong's room, but did not see Sang Yu.

"What should I do if the person is gone!"

"Have you found Mu Rong's room?"

"I can not get in!"

"Let me see."

Hao Jiefang entered through the wall. After a while, he stuck his head out: "There is no such thing here either."

"Sang Yu! Sang Yu!"

"What are you calling? Can she hear your voice?"

Ah Meow shut her mouth with a crying expression.