My Death God Roommate

"Since Master Xiaofang is okay, I will leave first, and there is still work to do."

Sang Tong raised his eyes and saw that before he knew it, the sky was actually dark?

"Thanks a lot this time, this painting..."

"This is your business, you can handle it yourself."

Mu Rong put down these words and walked out of 402.

After Mu Rong left, Su Sifang said weakly, "Sister Tong."

"How are you, are there any discomforts?"

Su Sifang smiled at Sang Tong and shook his head.

"Sister Tong, I have a way to close Sang Yu's yin and yang eyes. When I get better, can I try it?"

Hearing this, Sang Tong's tired expression was lifted: "Really!?"

"Ok."

"Okay, when you're done, let's try it."

As the days passed, Su Sifang’s health changed from time to time. Sometimes he would sleep for a whole day. In the evening, he would wake up once, eat the food made by Sang Tong, and then fall asleep again.

Mu Rong had never been here again, and Sang Tong had no time to take care of the shop, and did not go for a long time.

The only thing that made Sang Tong gratified was that his sister had become acquainted, and she never mentioned going to Mu Rong again.

Sang Tong thought: Maybe it was Mu Rong's indifference that made Sang Yu sad.

This is good, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain, and kill it in the cradle before the deeper damage comes.

After Su Sifang recovered, Mu Rong came again.

It was said that due to the job transfer from the local government, she wanted to move away from Xinxin's home to live in other cities, and asked Sangtong if she would take over her shop.

Sang Tong thought twice and gave Mu Rong the purchase fee and bought the paper shop.

Although there is a need for people with great thoughts in the game, after all, her sister is more important. The experience of entering the painting made her feel the fragility of life.

After the big deal, find the opportunity to plead guilty to the Secretary Negative Jing.

Sang Tong politely proposed to practice for Mu Rong, and received an expected rejection.

Mu Rong moved away, leaving their lives quietly, and also took away the rootless soul she had been worried about-A Miao.

Sang Yu cried for this, and Sang Tong comforted: "A Miao following Mu Rong's side is more or less a guarantee. Besides, after a while, Su Sifang will close your yin and yang eyes. Even if she stays, you won’t see it. Come here, be good, don't cry, you will have many, many friends in the future."

Sang Tong handed the tissue to Sang Yu, who took it, and wiped away tears with a well-behaved "um".

Sang Tong smiled: Sang Yu seemed to have changed back to what she was when she was a child, well-behaved, sensible, and dependent on herself.

Later, Su Sifang really succeeded in closing Sang Yu's yin and yang eyes.

After adapting to a period of time, Sang Yu took a job in an advertising company and made many new friends. He went home every day with a happy smile on his face. I heard that there was still an outstanding young man pursuing her.

Zhazhi shop has been refurbished and turned into Sang Tong's shop alone. Although Men is a bitch, fortunately, she is not short of money.

After a busy day of work, Sang Tong closed the shop and stood at the door with Su Sifang by her side, and the two watched the setting sun together.

At this time, Sang Tong's cell phone rang. It was a text message from Sang Yu. She said: I won't go home for dinner tonight. The company has a dinner.

Sang Tong looked at the content on the screen with a gratified smile, moved his fingers, exhorted a few words, and then turned to look at Su Sifang beside him.

It happened that Su Sifang was also looking at her, and the two of them smiled at each other, and together they cast their eyes on the setting sun that was about to fall again.

"Senior Sister Tong." Su Sifang whispered.

"Ok?"

"This is the life you want, right?"

"Ok."

...

Mu Rong raised his hand and stroked the scroll. The woman in the picture suddenly opened her eyes and gave her a smile.

A heartbroken exclamation came from behind: "Sister!"

Mu Rong saw: On the tombstone in the painting, Sang Tong's face became clear.

Like Bao Xiaoxuan and Li Jiaming, her eyes are closed, with a shallow arc on her lips.

Turning around, the soul-protecting lamp above Sang Tong's head emitted a white smoke and went out.

Hao Jiefang flashed to Mu Rong's side and pulled her away from the ancient painting: "The soul of the smelly Taoist priest is lost in the world in the painting. Should we follow her instructions and immediately burn this painting?"

"Hao Jiefang!"

"What's the matter? She is the most powerful of us, and even she is lost in it. Others only go in to die. This ancient painting is so evil, we can't keep it!"

"Sister Tongtong, wake up, don't leave me, please, sister!"

Sang Yu held Sang Tong’s body, crying, "Brother Hao, please don’t burn the ancient paintings. My sister is still breathing. She is not dead. Let’s think of a way, OK? Only a few hours have passed. We still have time!"

Hao Jiefang squatted down next to Sang Yu, looked into her eyes, and said calmly: "Your sister said by herself just now that she has the courage to righteously and sacrifice her life, but unfortunately, she did not come out. I think we should respect her last Please don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

"no, do not want!"

Sang Yu couldn't help shaking his head, tears streaming down, cast his eyes on Mu Rong who was standing behind Hao Jiefang.

"Amitabha, Mu Shizhu, trouble you to keep my body..."

"Let me go."

"Mu Rong!" Hao Jiefang wanted to stop Mu Rong's mouth and exclaimed anxiously: "Are you crazy!?"

Mu Rong gave him a faint look and said to Su Sifang: "My physical body is not here. If someone breaks in like just now, you must leave someone they can see to preside over the overall situation. Sang Yu is in such a mood now. I’m afraid I won’t be able to cope with the instability. Besides, Master Xiaofang is more experienced than me, so you can stay here and I’ll go in and take a look."

Hao Jiefang clenched Murong's wrist tightly: "You are not allowed to go, you have done this step is enough, think about your mother, if you can't get out, what will she do?!"

Seeing a hesitation flashed in Mu Rong’s eyes, Hao Jiefang struck the iron while it was hot and continued to persuade: “Let’s go back, ah! Don’t get involved with the Taoist priest. I don’t know what she promised you. Now she herself is lost in the ancient paintings. It must be impossible to fulfill it, you just treat it as an episode, let’s honestly do errands, everything is still too late, before you end your positive life, you will definitely be able to save your mother, and then you will return to the underworld. It’s great to be a well-organized badass, jump out of reincarnation, immortal and immortal!"

"Let's go, Murong!"

Sang Yu opened his mouth, but it became speechless, and the last hope in his heart was also extinguished.

Yes, the reason why Mu Rong worked as a messenger, opened a paper shop, and lived a law-abiding life for 16 years, all to save her mother, why should he beg her?

The room was extremely quiet, Hao Jiefang looked at Mu Rong expectantly, and Mu Rong also calmly stared at him.

In such an atmosphere, time always flies slowly.

After a long time, until Sang Yu was completely desperate, Mu Rong raised his hand, broke away the fingers that Hao Jiefang had imprisoned on her wrist, and replied softly, "I want to go in and try."

"Murong!"

"Hao Jiefang."

"What are you doing!"

"I know you are for my good, but because of my mother, I want to go in. This painting is related to three lives. If I leave like this, God will not let me go. In order to redeem my mother, the judge I joined my mother’s blessings. If I leave today, I don’t know how many years of imprisonment will be added to my mother by God, so I must go in."

"Murong, listen to me! We..."

Mu Rong shook his head resolutely, brushed shoulders with Hao Jiefang, and resolutely walked towards the ancient painting, no matter how Hao Jiefang pulled it, he remained unmoved.

Before reaching the ancient painting, Mu Rong stopped: "Master Xiao Fang."

"Mu donor, please speak."

"I'm not as good as hell. Who goes to hell, what's the answer?"

"Amitabha, this sentence is evolved from the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Wish Sutra". Back then, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could have become a Buddha, but he saw that there were countless suffering souls in hell, so he could not bear to leave, so he stayed. The underworld, and made a great vow: "All living beings are saved, and Bodhi will be proved; the hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha." In the heart of the Bodhisattva, everything in the world can be transformed, even the sinner who is tortured in the underworld. ."

Mu Rong sighed softly: "Thank you."

She turned her head and saw Sang Yu with those white rabbit-like eyes open, staring at herself unblinkingly, hooking the corners of her mouth, and slowing down her tone: "Do you remember the card password you told you last time? "

Sang Yu sniffed and gave a hmm.

"I didn't change it. If I didn't come out, just follow what I told you last time."

"Murong..."

"If my light goes out, I really don't let anyone come in again. I hope you can burn this painting with your own hands and stop all this."

"No! I don't want... Mu Rong!"

Mu Rong said to himself: "Your sister and I will not blame you. I believe Bao Xiaoxuan and Li Jiaming will not blame you. We have tried our best. You are just an ordinary person. If you surrender your ability to draw monsters, Heaven will not blame you. Don't be afraid, you are doing good deeds."

Sang Yu stood up and ran to Mu Rong staggeringly, trying to grab her, but his fingers ran across Mu Rong's body.

Mu Rong lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, before Fang defeated the worries in his heart: "If we haven't come back, learn to be stronger, your sister, your parents all want to see you live a happy life."

"Hao Jiefang."

Mu Rong turned around, ignoring the weird look on Hao Jiefang's face: "I have stacked a lot of ingots recently. If I don't come back, let Ah Miao carry my body and send it to you, maybe... You don’t have to pay back the money you owe me. Use this money to pay for the service. I want to buy Amiao for fifty years."

At least, Ah Miao can accompany her until Sang Yu's life ends.

She once suffered from the loss of her relatives, and didn't want to let the people around her be the same.