My Death God Roommate

"Hello, the call you are calling has been turned off."

Sang Yu put down the phone, crying quickly.

Mu Rong sat quietly on the sofa, his expression indifferent, as usual.

"Murong, let me take you to the hospital."

"No, this hurting hospital can't cure it."

Sang Yu sat next to Mu Rong, wanted to shake Mu Rong's hand, but took it back.

"The porridge is already cooked, shall we eat first?"

"Amaow is there?"

"What's the order of Master Mu Rong~" Ah Miao rushed to Mu Rong's body.

"she is at."

Mu Rong reported a string of numbers and asked Ah Miao to call it.

"The prompt is not in the service area."

"Miao said, not in the service area."

"Got it."

Mu Rong's heart was a little heavy: Hao Jiefang really had an accident, one day in the sun, ten days in the underworld, how important is the token of the Death Academy?Hao Jiefang didn't come to pick it up for a month.

Mu Rong stood up slowly, Sang Yu held her arm: "The restaurant is here~"

"I have no appetite."

"Eat a bit more, okay?"

Mu Rong sighed softly and nodded.

Sang Yu helped Mu Rong sit down at the table: "I...hey you?"

"No need."

Refusing as expected, Sang Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and handed the spoon into Mu Rong's hand.

But when she looked at Mu Rong's hand, pressed it on the table and fumbled a little bit, touched the porridge bowl, and picked it up, her chest was stuffy.

Even Ah Miao, who hung on Mu Rong, jumped off her body after seeing this scene.

Mu Rong was holding the porridge bowl and eating the porridge quietly, which was distressing.

In front of him, there were two delicate stir-fries, but Mu Rong could only lower his head to eat the white porridge.

Sang Yu took a pair of chopsticks and put some vegetables on the spoon. Mu Rong's movements became stiff: "Thank you."

"Sang Yu, do you think Master Mu Rong will always be like this?"

Sang Yu shook his head, without leaving Mu Rong's eyes for a moment, looking for the right time to add food to Mu Rong.

"I'm so sad to see Master Murong doing this."

Sang Yu let out a quiet sigh and lowered his eyes.

Who is not?

A bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out: "I will serve you another bowl!"

"I'm stuffed."

"You have slept for three days, how can a bowl of porridge be enough?"

After speaking, seeing Mu Rong's thin lips pressed together, Sang Yu had to change his words: "Then take a rest and eat some fruit later?"

"Ok."

"Should I go back to my room to rest, or sit on the sofa for a while?"

"I want to bask in the sun."

Sang Yu's nose was sore, she looked at Ah Miao, and saw the same sadness in her eyes.

In the winter in the north, the days are short and the nights are long. At this time, the sun has already set and the twilight is full.

The silence gap was very short, but Mu Rong keenly caught it: "Go to the sofa and sit for a while."

"it is good."

"Tuk tu tu..."

"Miao, go see who it is."

"Good~"

Sang Yu helped Murong sit on the sofa, and A Miao floated back: "Sang Yu, the eldest sister is back."

"That's great!"

"what happened?"

"Murong, my cousin is here, can I invite her in."

"Row."

"Sang Yu, the eldest sister was pushed back."

"what?"

Sang Yu opened the door and saw Sang Tong sitting in a wheelchair with a cast on his right leg, and two bodyguards in black behind him, carrying a password box in his hand.

"Sister Tongtong, what are you..."

"It's a long story, let's go in and talk."

"it is good."

The bodyguard pushed Sang Tong through the door: "Miss Sang, Mr. Zhang said that your medical expenses will be borne by the company."

"Go back and help me, thank you, Mr. Zhang. I couldn't solve it all at once. I'm sorry. I suggest that the mall declare that it is interior decoration. It is better not to open for the time being. Please help me tell Mr. Zhang. I will take care of this matter. rest assured."

"Okay, I must convey it, then, let's leave first."

"No more."

"Goodbye Miss Sang."

Sang Yu pushed Sang Tong in: "Sister Tong Tong, how did you get it? I called you, but I couldn't get through."

Sang Tong grinned: "This is what I said. The method is too harsh. I have to bear some cause and effect. Hey, I made a ruse. Master Patriarch told me that it is not suitable to go out this time, but I have promised others before and had to go there. , The result...Huh? Mu Rong woke up?"

Mu Rong heard Sang Tong's words clearly, and anyone who could say such a thing was either a superb liar or a real master.

Mu Rong couldn't see it, Sang Tong was looking at her excitedly.

"Yuwaer, push me over."

Sang Yu pushed Sang Tong to Mu Rong. Sang Tong smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Sang Yu's cousin, my name is Sang Tong."

Sang Yu quickly held Sang Tong's hand and whispered in her ear, "Sister Tongtong, after Mu Rong woke up, his eyes were out of sight."

"what!?"

"sister!"

Sang Tong opened his five fingers and waved in front of Mu Rong: "How did your eyes hurt?"

Mu Rong frowned and did not answer.

Sang Tong's face was clear, and he glanced at Mu Rong appreciatively: "Yuwa'er, you take Amaiao out to buy some food and eat hot pot at night."

"Huh? Just let Sang Yu go for this kind of thing, and I can't mention anything..."

Sang Tong threw an eye knife over, Ah Miao swallowed, with a flattering face, nodded and bowed to please: "Hehe, the eldest sister is still in tears? I'm going, I'm going!"

Only Sang Tong and Mu Rong were left in the house. Sang Tong said: "Can I talk now?"

"The matter of the underworld is related to the secrets of heaven, and it is hard to tell."

"Tsk tusk, my mouth is so strict. Although I haven't been down there, I still know a little bit about the road. If I didn't guess wrong, let the iron chicken peck my eyes when I crossed the Jinji Mountain?"

Mu Rong stared at Sang Tong, who didn't know the inside story, would never think she couldn't see.

Sang Tong smiled, shook her wheelchair, came to the door, brought one of the lockboxes that the bodyguard helped her bring back, and shook it back in front of Mu Rong: "Re-introduction, my name is Sang Tong and I graduated from the Flower Religious Institute. , I was selected in my freshman year and went to Changmei Mountain to practice Taoism. I am both a sect and a Shangqing faction. I know you may not believe me, seeing is believing; you should see for yourself."

After speaking, he stuck a yellow symbol on top of Mu Rong's head.

Mu Rong's body leaned limply on the sofa, and Mu Rong, covered in wounds, floated out.

She glanced at her body and saw that the talisman attached to her head was actually a Soul Shaking Talisman dedicated to the underworld, and asked coldly: "Where did you get this talisman?"

"Oh, this? I picked it up in your living room before. It was crumpled and left aside. I thought it was waste paper. When I opened it, it turned out to be a good thing, so I took it back and studied it, and drew it. One, the effect is good?"

A confident smile bloomed on Sang Tong's face, and the painting of symbols was also light and light.

Only she knew that she had painted hundreds of pictures before she got such a usable one.

Thinking of this, Mu Rong's gaze became even more fierce, and after practice, he could better appreciate Mu Rong's horror and preciousness.

Although Sang Tong is the two major righteous ways, in the matter of drawing talisman, what is exquisite is the "mind power" of the ascetics.

With the development of science and technology, electronic products are full of luxuries, which floods people's lives, but also pollutes human spiritual power.

It makes people unconsciously: thinking about TV shows, thinking about banknotes, thinking about career, thinking about games, thinking about trivial matters, this has become an objective fact beyond human control.

Although Sang Tong was exceptionally talented, he stood out from the "Red Dust" after all, his mental power was irreversibly polluted, and his thought power was impure.

The Shangqing School is also known as the Maoshan School. In the Special Events Bureau, there are hundreds of ancient books that have been lost, or even thousands of years. There are a large number of charms recorded on it. Sang Tong has worked hard for three years, and he has gained a little fur.

By chance, she came to Shanyang City for Sang Yu and she was shocked when she saw the "Ksitigarbha Heart Sutra Wall" under Mu Rongbu.

Most of the mantras are Taoists, and Buddhists emphasize chanting of sutras, but there are people who can combine Buddhism and Taoism to "substantiate" the scriptures, which is a genius!

What Sang Tong liked more was the opponent's terrifying power of thought. Without decades of hard cultivation, it was absolutely impossible.

However, Mu Rong was so young.

At that moment, Sang Tong was deeply shocked, and at the same time gave birth to a trace of jealousy.

After that, Sang Tong secretly blamed herself, it seemed that her mind was not strong enough, and she actually gave birth to such vulgar thoughts.

How could such a genius not be discovered by the bureau?

You know, their chief is a thirsty "crazy". In the ancient scrolls of the Qing Dynasty, there are countless spells recorded, and those who have been struggling to find "big power of thought" have created them...

Soon, Sang Tong had an answer: Mu Rong was actually a poor man.

Through Sang Yu's narration and her own observations, she came to the reason why Mu Rong was able to keep her mind pure: Murong's home did not have TV, computer, or wifi.

This is no wonder.

Many years ago, they adopted a batch of abandoned babies in the bureau, specially trained them, and eliminated all electronic products, in order to cultivate "big mind power" people, and ended in failure.

As for the reason?

The influence of external factors is only part of it, and the most important thing is talent. Otherwise, wouldn't the ancients have achieved the Tao?

People like Mu Rong who are gifted and gifted to live in the world, but are not polluted by the world, among 100,000, million people, it is hard to have one.

The more Sang Tong thought about it, the happier he was, shaking her wheelchair, and opening her password boxes one by one: "Let's see for yourself, this is my belongings."

Mu Rong glanced at it and saw that the contents of the eight password boxes were all antiquities, and each one was shining golden, and the powerful skills of generations of users remained on them.

Convinced that what Sang Tong said was true, Mu Rong asked instead, "What do you want?"

Sang Tong looked at Mu Rong and said with a smile: "Before I talk about business, I'll cut in. You are in good shape."

The author has something to say: Friendly reminder, the next few chapters may be a bit scary.