My Death God Roommate

Hao Jiefang dragged Mu Rong and dragged her to his side, separating half of the shield of impermanence.

"See, I said this woman is not a good thing."

"... Seventh educator, Danyuan is silent, wonderful in diligence, good view of peace"

Sang Yu dropped the lockbox, grabbed Sang Tong's clothes corner, and exclaimed anxiously: "Sister Tong Tong, what are you going to do?!"

Hao Jiefang leaned in Mu Rong's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Mu Rong, it will take some time for her to summon the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder. I don't know if the Impermanence Shield can block it. Why don't we both do it and do it endlessly..."

"What are you going to do?"

"Try to lock her soul and stop this thunder!"

Mu Rong pursed his mouth, did not immediately agree, clenched the soul wand in his hand, and looked forward with full concentration.

Sang Yu flushed anxiously, and hugged Sang Tong: "Sister, don't be like this, OK!"

Sang Tong gritted his teeth and shook his body, but Sang Yu held it tightly and couldn't get out of it.

Even so, Sang Tong's formula for summoning the sky thunder did not stop.

Hao Jiefang touched her Nilin one after another, and if he and the people behind him were not allowed to see their true ability, they thought the Sang family members were so bully!

"Murong, Tian Lei is about to be completed, so why are you hesitating!"

The wind blew up on the ground outside the paper shop, rolling up the snow in the courtyard, and the sound of howling was endless. In the cloudless clear sky, a low-pressure black cloud floated from nowhere.

A second before Mu Rong let go, a loud Buddha horn sounded.

"Amitabha."

Su Sifang took a step forward, blocking Sang Tong's front, and under the horrified gaze of the opponent, he raised his hand and held the raised hand.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly transferred the Buddhist beads on his wrist to Sang Tong's wrist.

Su Sifang's expression was a little sad, and he called out, "Senior Sister Tong, don't kill evil again."

Sang Tong was stunned, a distraction, and stopped the chanting.

In Sang Tong's memory, Su Sifang always smiled, never saw her troubles, nor did she see her getting angry about anything.

This expression is the first time.

Su Sifang sighed lightly, turned around and walked in front of Hao Jiefang, folded his hands together and bowed in a salute: "This shameless chaplain, can you listen to Quartet?"

Mu Rong rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.

She saw: Sang Tong's head was covered with a bloody light, like a red cumulonimbus cloud, from time to time, lightning flashed from the cloud to strike her head.

But whenever the thunder and lightning fell, a solemn golden light would gush out at the same time to protect her spiritual platform, blocking the thunder and lightning outside.

The source of the golden light was the string of Buddhist beads on her wrist.

Mu Rong rubbed his eyes again, still seeing clearly.

"You have misunderstood Senior Sister Tong. The Quartet can guarantee her life. Senior Sister Tong has never done anything harmful to the world. Finding traces of drought is the top priority. Can you explain other things later?"

Hao Jiefang nodded, and put away the impermanence shield and the soul stick: "If this is the case, let this matter go first, but that little devil has the right to deal with it."

"Amitabha Buddha, there is some cause and effect between Dandan and Senior Sister Tong, even if it is the underworld, I am afraid I can't take it away."

Hao Jiefang wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Mu Rong.

She pulled Hao Jiefang aside and lifted her chin: "Did you see it?"

Hao Jiefang followed Mu Rong's direction and asked incomprehensibly: "What?"

"It's nothing."

Sang Yu stood opposite Sang Tong, weeping in tears. Sang Tong was heartbroken when she saw it. He half-held Sang Yu, wiped her tears, and coaxed: "Yu baby will not cry."

"Sister Tongtong, what have you learned in the past six years? Why are you doing this? Can't you discuss any differences?"

Sang Tong felt a pain in her heart and put Sang Yu in her arms: "Don't cry, sister is wrong."

Sang Yu rubbed against Sang Tong's shoulder and let out a nasal "um".

Mu Rong came to Sang Tong and solemnly said: "I apologize for Hao Jiefang for what happened just now."

Sang Tong raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Mu Rong’s gaze was calm, and he continued: “Although we are doing ecstatic work, every life is sacred to us. If we didn’t uphold this principle, we would not consider pregnant women and fetuses. When Hao Jiefang died, but he was still a teenager, he knew the weight of life better than I did, so he reacted a bit more intensely, please don’t mind; if you can, I still hope you can find someone Time, explain the origin of Dandan, if it is really as Su Sifang said, I will let Hao Jiefang apologize to you, if you refine this child for you to drive..."

"No! Mu Rong, sister Tong Tong is not such a person!"

"Now, can you please help us find the whereabouts of Drought?"

Taking advantage of a few people's talking time, Dandan sneaked up to Mu Rong's side, jumped up and took a bite on her forearm.

"Tsk," Mu Rong frowned in pain, shaking off Dandan, his face turned cold.

"Dandan! Come here."

"Mom~" Dan Dan replied aggrievedly, staring at Mu Rong with longing eyes.

"Not obedient? Come here!"

"Mom, this sister is so delicious~"

"You little bastard!" Hao Jiefang rushed to Mu Rong holding the soul stick, trying to beat the kid.

Mu Rong grabbed the soul stick: "Forget it."

"I look at your hand!"

"It's okay."

Hao Jiefang pointed to Sangtong’s nose and roared: "Look at what you raise. I wish you will be sucked up by her as soon as possible, and your soul will be eaten up. You will never be superborn!"

Dandan showed a fierce face, huffed, and barked his teeth at Hao Jiefang, like an angry little dog, ready to pounce at any time.

"Dandan, mom can beat you anymore!"

"No! Dandan is obedient!" Dandan, Fei also ran over, holding Sang Tong's thigh to please.

"I put an aunt here before, can you feel her smell and help mother find her?"

"Good~!"

Dandan walked to the corner of the shop, his nose fluttered, sniffing like a decent.

"Huh~?"

"what happened?"

"Mom~Mom~ Besides that aunt, there is a smell of death here."

"Who left behind?"

Dandan tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's an uncle. He has a smell of death on his body. He took the aunt away."

A stone caused a thousand waves of waves, and Mu Rong and Hao Jiefang looked at each other in shock.

How could the blaze of Zhazhipu and the obviously sealed female ghost disappear?

Now, there is an answer.

Mu Rong clutched his bitten arm and walked to Dandan: "What kind of uncle is it, can you tell me?"

Dandan's eyes lit up, she liked this delicious sister!

"You give me a bite and I'll tell you!"

Sang Tong rushed in front of Sang Yu and blocked Mu Rong: "You stay away from Dandan and do everything one by one. First find the drought. Don't worry, as long as Dandan remembers the smell, she will never Forgot."

According to Dandan's instructions, everyone came to a residential area.

Dandan hummed a nursery rhyme, stopped in front of a building, raised his hand and said, "This is it!"

"Do you know which household it is?"

Dandan shook his head: "The smell here is too complicated, you have to go in to smell it."

"Let's go in!"

Mu Rong stopped: "Wait."

"how?"

"This female ghost is very cunning, I will do some preparatory measures, Hao Jiefang, you pay attention, if the female ghost rushes out of the wall, you just go straight!"

"it is good."

Mu Rong flipped his wrist, took out a large brush, and flew towards the residential building where the female ghost was.

This is a 20-story building. Mu Rong flew directly to the top of the building and took out a brush to write and draw on the roof.

Ten minutes later, she floated to the side of the building, starting from the twentieth floor, writing and painting along the volley of the building.

A few people looked up like this, and after more than 20 minutes, Su Sifang saw the mystery first and recited the Buddha's name in amazement.

Sang Yu walked over and asked, "Master Xiaofang, what is Mu Rong doing?"

"Amitabha, Mu Donji is writing scriptures."

Sang Tong made up two drops of bull's tears, took out his sunglasses and put them on again, watching the scene in front of him, speechless in consternation.

In this residential building, the roof of the building bursts with dazzling golden light, straight into the sky.

The vertical building gleamed with the same light wherever Mu Rong passed by.

For Sang Tong, who struggled to draw a symbol, she couldn't even think of such a magnificent project!

What kind of power of thought and determination is it possible to draw such a huge wall of law?

Looking at the Special Events Administration, no one can match all the characters in this century!

At some point, Hao Jiefang came over.

Sticking to Sang Tong's ear, with a voice that only two of them can hear, he said, "I really want it?"

He didn't look at Sang Tong's reaction, but raised his eyes to look in the direction of Su Sifang and Sang Yu.

Seeing that their eyes were focused on Mu Rong, they sneered: "Do you think you have found a treasure?"

"Why tell you, I already knew it! I never dared to take out the things Mu Rong had burned for me for so many years; do you know? The ordinary yellow paper with copper coin holes punched by her is pure after burning. Gold round square hole money."

Sang Tong coldly replied, "What did you tell me about this?"

"Not why, just give you a good introduction to Mu Rong, so that you can fully understand!"

"Heh, are you not afraid that I will pull her away?"

"I persuade you to die of this heart, avoiding accompanying your wife and breaking down."

"Oh? When you say that, I want to try it more."

Hao Jiefang smiled brilliantly, suppressed his voice to the lowest level, pinched his throat, and exaggerated his mouth: "Mu Rong has suppressed the two souls to the underworld. He will never betray."