My Death God Roommate

When Mu Rong returned home, Sang Yu fell asleep on the sofa.

Because Amin’s affairs were busy until midnight, I came back and discussed with Ah Miao for a long time how to confess to Mu Rong, and Mu Rong’s reaction, so sleepy, he fell asleep after talking.

Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu shrinking on the sofa and floated into his room.

The door opened and Mu Rong walked out in his pajamas, with a beige blanket on his arm.

"Wow, Master Murong is so gentle, and I really want to be cared for like this!"

There was something in Sang Yu's mind, and she was unfamiliar with her sleep. When Ah Miao called this, she pouted and opened her eyes.

Mu Rong pulled one end of the blanket, and his long black hair was drawn across his shoulders and hung in front of her eyes.

Sang Yu looked at Mu Rong blankly, not knowing whether the other party was an entity or a soul, then blinked without speaking.

"Why sleep here?"

"Well, sitting on the sofa thinking about things, I fell asleep accidentally."

"...Are you sleeping well?"

Mu Rong seldom laughs, and when he speaks, he usually speaks in an official tone, but Sang Yu feels that he has been pricked by the veteran atmosphere.

She pulled the blanket to cover half of her face: "Very good~"

Mu Rong hooked the corner of his mouth, his palm was against his forehead, his fingers were inserted in his hair, and he drew back in a cool manner. The falling hair was stroked behind his head: "That's good."

"Ah! Sang Yu, look, Master Mu Rong didn't wear a bra!"

Sang Yu subconsciously swept across Mu Rong's chest, then quickly retracted his gaze.

He glared at Ah Miao, condemning this kind of slut, and sat up holding the blanket with his cheeks red.

"what happened?"

Sang Yu looked at Ah Miao with a complexion, pinched the blanket with both hands, made a "hug" gesture, stood up and wrapped Mu Rong.

Sang Yu was half a head shorter than Mu Rong. In order to prevent the blanket from falling off, Sang Yu had to cling to Mu Rong's body.

The distance between the two was very close, and Sang Yu could even feel the heat exhaled by the other party and hit her on the forehead.

Mu Rong's eyelashes were long and thick, casting a faint shadow on the bottom of his eyes, and there was a little surprise in the calm and waveless eyes.

"Sang Yu! You actually take advantage of Master Murong!"

Mu Rong moved his brows and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"

Sang Yu's slap-sized face looked like a ripe apple. Yu Guang caught a smirk of A Miao and replied in a panic, "You, you don't wear underwear."

Mu Rong was startled, his eyes became even stranger.

Sang Yu couldn't wait to bite off her tongue, and her heart was overwhelmed. She explained, "It's not me, it's Amiao!"

"Ah! Sang Yu, how can you sell your teammates!"

Unexpectedly, the "truth" that I had struggled with for nearly a night would actually be said in such an embarrassing situation.

Mu Rong stared at Sang Yu for a long time, moved his shoulders, and broke away from the opponent's hand, wrapped in a blanket and returned to the room without saying a word.

The black robe Mu Rong floated out, and Ah Miao, like a mouse, saw the cat, "swish" and flashed to the corner.

"Can you see me?"

Sang Yu nodded.

"intrinsic?"

"No."

Mu Rong sat on the sofa: "So, you and her have known each other before?"

Sang Yu nodded and explained what happened: "I'm sorry, Mu Rong, I suddenly discovered your identity. A Miao and I didn't know what to do for a while. When we tell the truth, we are afraid that you think we are different. There is a picture. At that time, Ah Miao's spirit body was very weak, and we needed your help very much. I'm sorry for not confessing my yin and yang matters with you."

Mu Rong lowered his eyes: "It doesn't matter, but I have one condition."

"You said!"

"My identity, please don't disclose it to anyone."

"Of course, please rest assured."

"Did you see that too?"

"Ok……"

After hearing the details of the incident, Mu Rong replied: "This matter ends here. Hao Jiefang and I will handle the rest of the matter. Don't interfere anymore."

"but……"

"No, but, you have to understand that although the yin and yang eyes allow you to see more than ordinary people, it is not a good thing in the final analysis. You should be fortunate that what you encountered this time is just a ghost. If it is really a ghost in the Tang Dynasty, Even if you are separated from yin and yang, she still has ways to hurt you. When people have a downturn in their fortunes, and the yang fire is weak, they are easily violated by the spirit body."

Sang Yu raised his hand subconsciously, pressed the necklace hanging around his neck, and said nothing.

Mu Rong sighed softly and slowed down his tone: "Before this matter is finished, you can go to the shop with me."

"it is good……"

Early the next morning, Mu Rong and Sang Yu had breakfast and knocked on 402's door.

A Ming's complexion was worse than yesterday, holding the music box in his hand, as if he had never let go.

Chu Chu reacted at the door for a long time before shaking away.

Entering the house, Mu Rong said straightforwardly: "Give me the music box."

Amin suddenly came to his mind, took the box in his arms, and took two steps back: "No!"

Mu Rong followed A Ming and stared at his eyes: "Bring this thing around, it is likely to kill you, don't you find that your body is getting worse and worse?"

A Ming was stunned. Then, anger replaced doubts. He pushed Mu Rong heavily and roared: "Impossible, Ayun won't hurt me, you liar!"

"Murong!"

"Master Murong."

Sang Yu held on to Mu Rong's body: "It doesn't matter, are you?"

Mu Rong shook his head: "You stay away from here."

Ah Miao exclaimed indignantly: "This person is too ignorant of good and bad. What is the low fortune? Three sun fires are extinguished, and there is only a small flame on the forehead, if it weren't for him. I was lucky enough to live across from Murong's house, and I was already possessed by dirt!"

"Murong, shall I talk to Mr. Aming?"

"Well, go to my house."

"Mr. Amin, can you take this music box to the other side? Let's talk."

A Ming had a better impression of Sang Yu, and he nodded in agreement; the four came to the opposite side, and Mu Rong asked A Ming to sit on the sofa, put his body back into the room, and his soul floated out.

Sang Yu found out: Except for the two previous emergencies, Mu Rong would put his body in the room, and there was a certain magic circle to defend against the spirit body...

Mu Rong dialed Hao Jiefang's phone, asked him to come, hung up and said to Sang Yu: "You ask him to borrow the music box to see if there is a manufacturer on it."

"Mr. Amin, can you lend me this music box again?"

A Ming hesitated and handed the music box over. Sang Yu found the four characters "Made in Fusang" at the joint.

"Mr. Aming, did you buy this music box in Fusang?"

Aming held the music box in his arms again, just at this moment Hao Jiefang arrived, and he sat beside Mu Rong.

Hearing Amin said with his already stiff tongue: "You should be able to see it? I am an otaku. A year ago, I met Ayun who was studying in Fusang through the Internet. We got along for four months and I was sure. You may not understand the relationship between lovers. This music box is actually very precious. The Fuso Toyo Club, which produced it, was reorganized after World War II. This music box was also discontinued. The music boxes that exist on the market are all antiques..."

Hao Jiefang rattled a pair of fists. Sang Yu glanced at Mu Rong and asked for Mu Rong: "Then how did you get it?"

"This was obtained by Ayun. The closed private museum in Fusang has publicly auctioned some of the products. This music box is one of the products. There is also an interesting rule. Girls born on July 7 can use a very low price. Yes, Ayun was born that day. She knew I liked this thing, so she secretly bought it. On the hundredth day of our relationship, she mailed this music box to me. She also said: This music box is based on She bought it for her birthday, and has a special relationship with her, just like her, by my side..."

A Ming stopped telling and looked suspiciously: with a worried look, staring at Sang Yu in the emptiness.

In a place where Amin could not see, Hao Jiefang got up angrily, holding a feather duster-like object in his hand, and shouted excitedly: "It's a misfortune for the country! Why did the flower growers get out of a young man like you? A blood debt more than 80 years ago. , Have you forgotten? Just forget about obsessing with Fusang country, and bring the disaster into the door. Since you want to die so, I just let you go away!"

Hao Jiefang's feather duster would definitely fall on A Ming if it weren't for Mu Rong's desperately pulling him.

Ah Miao hid away a long time ago, and Sang Yu's expression was also scared, and he didn't understand why Hao Jiefang suddenly went crazy.

"Hao Jiefang! Sit down."

"Mu Rong, you let me go, do you know? It's this thing. How many students of the flower family killed 80 years ago, and Liu Ergou, who grew up with me, was killed by this thing. That is forever? Don't have to be overborn, you know!"

"Hao Jiefang, calm down and put away the soul wand first. His current fortune is so low that if he accidentally wipes it, he may be frightened. Are you crazy?"

Hao Jiefang panted heavily and was pressed on the sofa by Mu Rong, his eyes flushed, as if he was about to eat people.

"Miss Sang, what's the matter? You..."

With a cold face, Mu Rong took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a little in the palm of his hand, and flicked it against A Ming's face.

The latter only felt a flower in front of him, and there were two more figures, one black and one white, on the sofa, and one was floating behind the sofa.

A Ming was frightened, rolled his eyes, and sat on the ground.

"You...you!"

The author has something to say: Sorry, the flu body temperature has been hovering at 40°, and I promised everyone to update it in the afternoon, but it was delayed until the evening.

I started writing at 5 o'clock, and I have been writing until now.

I will stick to the daily update. I won’t be able to update at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning. Maybe in the afternoon or evening, the update time will be fixed when I resume.

During this period of time, everyone has been wronged. With me, an irregular author, refresh more~.

In addition, the little angels who have only seen but have no collection, can you please use your flexible little finger to poke the collection.

If you can poke the column collection, it would be better~