My Death God Roommate

Sang Yu hid from Mu Rong, and asked timidly, "Should we... still tell the old lady to pay attention to traffic safety?"

Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu, who was about to be scared to cry, and shook his head: "Go back."

at this time!

The old man with his back to them suddenly turned his head and stared at Sang Yu.

"what!!!!!"

The high-decibel screams passed the decibels of the vehicles at the intersection and spread far away.

The old man's eyes seemed to be covered with a white film, the black eyeballs looked a little fuzzy, while the white eyeballs were slightly yellow.

Her face was yellow and old, with ravines, because it was too thin, she couldn't pinch one or two flesh on the whole face, high cheekbones, and sharp chin.

She grinned at Sang Yu, revealing almost flattened gums, and three or five long, yellow columnar teeth. From the gaps between the teeth, she could faintly see the white tongue.

Just when Sang Yu was about to cry in fright, she was jerked by a force and fell into a warm embrace.

Mu Rongjiang was already stiff. After Sang Yu, who did not know how to move, was pulled into his arms, he raised a hand and stroked Sang Yu’s head, twisted her head, and buried it on his shoulders, interrupting Sang Yu’s death by the old man. "Attracting" eyes.

Xu Huan Sang Yu and the old man looked at each other. The old man was surprised at first, then turned his gaze to Mu Rong, smiled, and stared at Mu Rong's eyes. The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds.

But the old man didn't see what she expected in Mu Rong's eyes. In those deep and quiet eyes, there were calmness, sullenness, anger, and pity.

It also seems that there is nothing, nothingness.

The old man was shocked by such gaze, his smile solidified, he took the initiative to withdraw his gaze, and turned his head.

It took a long time for Sang Yu to recover. She lay on Mu Rong's shoulders, her body trembling slightly, holding Mu Rong's clothes with her hands, and crying, "Murong~"

Listening to this voice, Mu Rong's heart moved, and a little pity surged, patted Sang Yu's back, and softly calmed down: "Don't be afraid."

Sang Yu sniffed, tears accidentally dripping onto Mu Rong's shoulder: "Yeah~"

Mu Rong thought for a while and patted Sang Yu on the back again.

Sang Yu raised his head and saw Mu Rongzheng looking at her seriously, and then said solemnly: "That old lady, it may be the late stage of cataract."

Sang Yu was startled, his tears broke into a smile, and he couldn't expect Mu Rong to say such a sentence, but it seemed to make sense. Thinking about it this way, Sang Yu felt that she was not so scared.

Mu Rong took a sigh of relief, his expression soft, and the arc of his mouth flashed by: "Let's go back."

"Hmm~!"

Before leaving, she glanced at the top of the old man's head again, still empty, and left with Sang Yu.

Back to Xinxin's home, she went up to the fourth floor, but Sang Yu was slow to enter the house. She lowered her head, her whole body exuding nostalgia.

Mu Rong had no words, and stood quietly with Sang Yu for a while, raising his hand to knock on Sang Yu's door.

Sang Tong opened the door and saw that Mu Rong was a little surprised: "Have you come back?"

"Ok."

Sang Yu entered 402, and Mu Rong took out the key and opened the door of 403.

Ah Miao swooped and hung on Mu Rong's body: "Master Mu Rong~ I miss you so much~"

After speaking, Chi moved his nose and sniffed, resting on Mu Rong's shoulder contentedly: She really likes the breath of Master Mu Rong~.

That night, Mu Rong's soul went out of his body and went out to ecstasy. He couldn't bear Ah Miao's soft and hard foaming, and handed over his body.

At twelve o'clock, A Miao was humming a little song and was preparing the ingredients for egg fried rice, when the door was knocked.

She came to the door and leaned on the cat's eye. It was Sang Tong standing outside.

"Master Mu Rong... not at home, come back tomorrow."

"Open the door!"

A Miao shivered and opened the door to Sang Tong.

Sang Tong entered the house, without saying anything, and stuck the soul-shaking charm that he had previously "picked up" at Mu Rong's house on Ah Miao's forehead.

With a "bang", Mu Rong's body fell on his back on the floor of the living room.

"Ah! What are you doing, what should I do if you break Master Mu Rong!"

Turning his head, facing Sang Tong's cold gaze, he immediately closed his mouth.

"I remember Mu Rong gave you a cell phone, right?"

"Ok……"

"Call her."

"Yes."

Ah Miao took out Dayali X and dialed Mu Rong's phone.

"Hey."

"Master Mu Rong, that, the eldest sister is looking for you."

"Sang Yu has a fever and is full of nonsense, you can ask Mu Rong where she took Sang Yu with Tian Tian!"

Ah Miao repeated, and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "One sentence or two is unclear, you can tell her to wait a while, there is one last one tonight, I'll go back in half an hour."

After Ah Miao relayed Mu Rong's words, Sang Tong took off the talisman on Mu Rong's flesh, turned and left.

After half an hour, Mu Rong appeared at 402, very punctual.

Sang Tong is applying anti-fever stickers to Sang Yu, but Sang Yu's expression is painful, her eyes are closed, her hands are scratching from time to time, and her mouth is talking nonsense. He called Mom and Dad for a while, and Sang Tong for a while. The word "Mu Rong" will pop up.

Sang Tong looked at Sang Yu with eyes full of pain. She held one of Sang Yu's hand and comforted her softly: "Sister is here, don't be afraid."

"Where did you go with my Yaomei during the day?"

"I met an old lady who burned paper during the day to curse a living person. That person was a bit weird, and suddenly turned around and smiled at Sang Yu. Sang Yu was frightened."

Sang Tong tucked the quilt for Sang Yu: "Su Sifang, help me take care of Sang Yu."

"Okay, Senior Sister Tong."

"Take me to the paper burning place."

Sang Tong first went to the bathroom to clean his face seriously, rinsed his mouth, washed his hands, and then went out with Mu Rong with a password box.

Along the way, the two of them had a cold face, but their temperament was different.

Mu Rongzhou wore a breath that no strangers should enter. Although his expression was cold, his eyes were indifferent.

And Sang Tong was on the verge of rage, and his serious expression was filled with three-point hostility.

By the time I reached the intersection, it was a little over a bit, there was not a pedestrian on the street, and there were very few vehicles.

Mu Rong pointed to the place where the old man burned the paper: "This is it."

"Thank you, one thing."

"Say."

"Please use this burning paper point as the center of the circle, with a radius of ten meters and a height of about 1.6 meters, and draw a wall to protect the soul."

"it is good."

Mu Rong waved the brush in his hand. With the strength of drawing an entire building last time, the wall of the law was much easier this time.

Throughout the process, Sang Tong kept looking at Mu Rong and saw that Mu Rong was drawing faster and faster. She put on her sunglasses and saw the golden magic wall this time, which was dazzling like never before.

Sang Tong took off his sunglasses and was shocked: Only a few days' effort?How could Mu Rong's thought power become stronger again!

"It's done."

"Thank you, where did you and Sang Yu stand during the day?"

Mu Rong pointed, and Sang Tong nodded, put the password box on the ground, first took out a bundle of red string from inside, and surrounded the black trace left on the road with red string.

After going around nine times, the red rope just ran out.

Then he took out the golden rattle from the password box and held it in his hand. With the other hand, he squeezed a French seal and put it on his chest, came to the position of Mu Rong's finger, stood still, shook Jin Ling, and stepped out.

"Sangyu, in the year of Yihai, half moon and a half, when he was born in Sichuan, he was frightened in the afternoon, and he was separated from his body. Disciple Sangtong, asked the ancestor to point out the road, if the local land had taken Sangyu. Please return it as soon as possible."

Sang Tong read it out loud three times, then took out a yellow talisman and sandwiched it between two fingers. With a flick of his wrist, the talisman paper burned.

After half of the talisman paper burned, Sang Tong raised his hand and threw the talisman paper in the air.

At this quiet and windless intersection, the paper dust floating in the air actually moved by itself!

The talisman floated and fell on a spot within the scope of the law wall, with a "swish" sound, Sang Yu in a white nightdress squatted there!

She held her arms in both hands, her fuzzy body shrank into a ball, helpless.

Sang Tong's eyes were red, and while shaking the bell, he walked slowly to Sang Yu, and said softly: "Sang Yu, go home."

Sang Yu raised her head blankly, eyes blank, and looked around blankly.

"Sang Yu, go home."

Sang Yu stood up and followed Sang Tong.

"Sang Yu, go home."

...

Before Sang Yu walked out of the wall of law, without using Sang Tong's words, Mu Rong took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on Sang Yu's body.

Sang Tong nodded gratefully to Mu Rong and shook the bell in his hand: "Sang Yu, I'm home."

In this way, Sang Tong rang the bell every three steps, reciting the soul-calling words, and brought Sang Yu home.

After entering the door, Sang Yu's soul and soul took the initiative to find his body and lay back.

When he returned to his body, Sang Yu's expression relaxed, and his tightly locked eyebrows stretched out.

Muttered: "Sister Tongtong, Mu Rong~"

Sang Tong collected the magic weapon, put the password box away, washed a towel, and wiped Sang Yu's cheeks.

"Senior Sister Tong, let me recite a sutra to the donor Xiaosang."

"it is good."

Sang Tong gave up the bed, and Su Sifang held a wooden fish and sat on the ground in front of the bed.

With a sound of wooden fish's percussion, Sanskrit sounds sounded.

Mu Rong saw that Su Sifang's body exudes a soft earth-yellow light. After the golden light radiated from her, with the sound of the wooden fish and the scriptures, it turned into golden "swastika" characters and blended into Sang Yu's body. in.

"Are you finished with your work?"

"Ok."

"Then we take a step to talk."

"it is good."

Mu Rong and Sang Tong came to the balcony, Sang Tong put his hands in his pockets, looking out the window at night.

After a long time, she said, "My Yaomei's health is not good. I hope you will never get along alone again in the future."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year, today's update is here.I’m busy these few days, so I won’t reply to messages for the time being. I took the time to reply together. I read every one and tried my best to reply.

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