My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong raised his hand to block Hao Jiefang, and said, "We are students of the Death Academy in the Underworld, and I hope you will give us the music box."

Aming sat on the ground blankly, after a long time before he recovered, he turned his help-seeking gaze to Sang Yu, and nodded when he saw the other party.

A Ming tried to stand up on the coffee table several times, but sat on the ground because of his limp legs.

"I... am I dead?"

Hao Jiefang snorted, his eyes full of disdain: "Since you are so afraid of death, why don't you hand over the music box?"

"You are not dead, I just sprinkled a little yellow spring water on your eyes. Your fortune is extremely low. It allows you to see us temporarily."

Amin lowered his head, looked at the music box in his hand, rubbing the smooth mahogany box.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You said, as long as there are no issues of principle, I can answer you."

"My girlfriend Lin Weiyun, how did you live here?"

Mu Rong did not answer.

"Can't you say it?"

"Not..."

"Ayun..."

Arming curled his legs, his face pressed against the music box, calling out sadly.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared from the music box, and Mu Rong stood in front of Sang Yu for the first time, holding the Fa Jue in his hand.

Hao Jiefang took out a talented soul wand, fully guarded.

A Ming threw the music box far away in fright, and rushed to Mu Rong's side.

With a "pop", the lid of the music box was shaken, and the music sounded along with it. Above the music box, the red light first gathered in a ball, and then squirmed into a human form.

Sang Yu exclaimed: "It's her!"

In the mirror that day, the woman showed her figure, but her red-bottomed floral clothes became tattered for some reason, and the makeup on her face was spent.

The female ghost still wore a weird smile, looking at Amin, who was shrinking on the ground and leaning on the sofa, and seemed to have a thousand words.

A Ming was already unable to retreat, grabbed a cushion from the sofa and blocked him.

Upon seeing this, a sorrow flashed in the female ghost's eyes.

Mu Rong sighed lightly, and Hao Jiefang also retracted the soul stick and turned his gaze to A Ming.

The female ghost's body moved, it seemed to be a bit painful, and the body moved with it, like a rippling reflection.

Sang Yu helped Aming up: "Mr. Aming, she is Ayun."

"what?!"

"Hurry up and say something, she can't hold on anymore," Mu Rong prompted.

"What, impossible, she..."

A Ming didn't want to believe that this terrible female ghost in front of him would be his gentle and lovely girlfriend.

Sang Yu pulled Aming by the arm and led her to the music box: "Mr. Aming, I will explain the reason later. Ayun's time is running out, so don't leave any regrets for yourself!"

A Ming's struggling body froze. He suppressed the fear in his heart, and looked at the female ghost in front of him, trying to find a trace of A Yun from her face to convince himself.

"No! You lied to me!" A Ming suddenly broke free of Sang Yu's hand, rushed to the door, grabbed his shoes and ran out barefoot.

With a "boom", the door was closed heavily.

"Mr. Amin!"

"Don't chase!" Mu Rong stopped Sang Yu.

"but……"

Ayun cried, and two blood stains appeared on the face of the same color as the wall. Everyone was silent. Facing this situation, they really didn't know what to say.

"Boom!"

"Open the door, open the door!"

"It's Mr. Aming!" Sang Yu ran over and opened the door.

A Ming rushed in front of the female ghost and stopped three steps away. It was not difficult to see his fear.

"You..." A Ming saw: Big tears like blood overflowed from the female ghost's eyes, and his heart ached.

"A Yun?" Calling out the name, A Ming also followed in tears.

The female ghost was silent for a while, but finally nodded.

"Ayun, I miss you so much!"

A Ming opened his arms and wanted to hug A Yun, but in the end he passed through her body and fell to the ground.

"Why is this, Ayun, Ayun!"

"People and ghosts have different paths, you can't touch her."

A Ming ran up to Mu Rong, feeling a little mad: "You are a badass, you can let me see her, there must be a way for me to meet her, right? Help me, please help me!"

He wanted to reach out and grab Mu Rong's sleeve, but he passed through Mu Rong's body as before.

"You must have a way, help me, help my soul out, so that I can meet Ayun, okay?"

Seeing that Mu Rong was always cold and indifferent to Aming's pleading, Sang Yu persuaded, "Mu Rong..."

Mu Rong glanced at Sang Yu and replied coldly: "Sorry, I can't help you."

"Ah, Ming..." a weak call came from behind.

A Ming staggered back in front of A Yun, with his hands emptied around her body, clearly close at hand, but unable to touch, Sang Yu looked at it with a twitch.

"Ayun, why did you become like this? How did you die? Tell me, I want to get justice for you!"

"Ayun, the voice in the music box is you, right? It's not my illusion, right? You know, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much."

A Yun was unable to answer, breaking through the music box's prohibition and meeting A Ming had already cost her a painful price.

Sang Yu let out an exclamation: She saw that A Yun's body was slowly disappearing from bottom to top.

Mu Rong squeezed the Fa Jue, his lips moved, pointing towards Amin in the air.

The latter only felt a flower in front of him, and Ayun's figure was blurred.

"Ah! My eyes!" Aming turned his head, only Sang Yu was left in the living room.

Looking back, Ayun also disappeared.

"Tell him, it's time for the yellow spring water."

"Mr. Aming, it's time for the yellow spring water, Ayun is still there, just say what you want."

"Ayun, don't worry, I will take care of your parents. I won't be like this in the future. I will spend one day a week to see them..."

Amin wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "If you are missing something or want anything below, please give me a dream, and I will buy it for you."

Sang Yu turned his face away unbearably, Ayun quickly dissipated, and before Amin finished his first sentence, he disappeared.

The soul flies away and disappears forever.

No one interrupted Aming, and no one told him that Ayun could no longer hear him.

"Mu Rong, I will go back first. You will keep the Music Box for the time being, and you will report to the magistrate that you will send someone to handle it.

"I see, you go first."

Mu Rong returned to his physical body, but did not come out of the room immediately. A Miao touched Jing to think of herself and floated out.

Sang Yu waited until A Ming finished his final farewell, then walked behind A Ming and patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Amin."

"Miss Sang, is Ayun still there?"

"……I'm here."

A Ming clenched his fist and slammed into his heart: "But why can't I feel it? It's empty here, I can't feel Ayun anymore."

"Ayun asked me to tell you that she is leaving, please live a good life, and she will be your girlfriend in the next life."

Amin left, and the music box remained.

Days seemed to have resumed the previous track, but between Sang Yu and Mu Rong, an invisible wall was silently built.

In other words, it was Sang Yu who alienated Mu Rong unilaterally.

Mu Rong ruthlessly rejected Aming's plea, which made Sang Yu hard to let go.

...

The flower growers are vast in size and rich in resources, so naturally there will be one or two mysteries.

Some are natural miracles, and some are man-made caves.

There is such a place without its name on the map, and even the most advanced satellites in the world cannot detect its existence.

The most mysterious department of flower growers is stationed here, which brings together capable people and strangers that only you can't think of, and no they can't.

It is: Special Event Processing Bureau.

"True."

"Come in."

Walking into a young woman, with wheat-colored skin, straight ear hair, willow eyebrows, a pair of talking smiling eyes, a small nose, and a straight lips, with honey-colored gloss lip gloss, wild and sexy.

"Director."

"You're back? You did a good job on this mission. Feel free to ask for anything."

"I want to go home."

The man called the "director" sits behind the desk with his fingers folded on the table and stares at the woman in front.

"Alright, I will give you a three-month vacation. Go back and reunite with your family."

"Thank you Director."

"Go ahead."

The woman returned to the room, while packing her luggage, dialed a number.

"Hello, the call you are calling is turned off."

The woman frowned. After thinking about it, she dialed another number. After a few rings, the phone was connected.

"Hello, hello."

"...Mom, it's me."

"Where are you? When are you going home? Do you know how long you haven't been home? Six years, six years! What are you busy with? Are your dad and I raising you for nothing? Do you still want this? Home?"

"Mom, is Sang Yu at home?"

The other end of the phone was suddenly quiet, and the young woman frowned while holding the phone.

"She, yes, yes."

"Then you let her listen to the phone."

"She... she went out with her classmates..."

"Mom, I can't go back for the time being, I hang up first."

"Tongtong, you..."

The woman took a password box from the shelf, and after pressing it open, there were many strange things inside.

I took out a piece of talisman paper from inside, closed the box, lit the talisman paper on the tip of the finger, and said in a low voice: "Emperor, Eastern green plague and rotten wood ghost, Southern red plague, flame and fire ghost, Western blood plague and evil gold Ghosts, the northern black plague ghosts in the pond, the central yellow plague dung ghosts, the five ghosts, come to see me soon!"

When the talisman was burned out, five spots of red, yellow, green, blue, and black actually appeared from the ground.

"Where is Sang Yu?"

The author has something to say: It's over, it's late TAT

My cousin is here~ Hahahaha.

Sorry for being late tonight~,