My Death God Roommate

Mrs. Mo turned her soliciting gaze to Mo Chongxi who was silent at the end of the sofa.

Bao Xiaoxuan saw the clues and persuaded: "Uncle Mo, the situation is serious. Master Sang, I understand that he is by no means an aimless person. Let me tell you the truth. I had an accident with Jia Ming the other day, and I saw these two with my own eyes. Master’s magical powers, please tell me what you want."

"Son, let's just talk about it, it's really impossible. Mom is willing to go to jail."

"Mom! What are you talking about!"

"You two, please rest assured, we have our professional ethics and only care about our own affairs."

Finally, Mo Zhongxi handed over the most important piece of this puzzle.

"This year's Qingming Festival, according to the usual practice in previous years, our family went to the ancestral grave to worship. The weather was good that day, there was no wind, we just lighted the burning paper, and suddenly the wind blew up a few sparks, with a'whoo', There was a fire in front of me. The fire spread quickly. I couldn’t see the fire at all. The fire was more than one meter high. Both Xiaobao and I were burned. The fire burned half of the mountain. Finally, the fire alarm brought a portable fire extinguisher and used a few Only ten policemen put out the fire. This incident also alarmed the forestry department. Because the area burned was too large, it had already constituted arson. I paid a fine and used the relationship and promised to burn to death within a month. The tree was disposed of and the saplings were planted on the spot, and this matter was suppressed."

"What happened later? After the ancestral tomb caught fire, what happened?"

"No, my mother thinks there may be some particularity in it. She kept asking me to see if we offended our ancestors, but you also know that my position does not allow me to do this. Until a few days ago, Xiao Bao suddenly felt a little bit Something's wrong, and I get very angry every time I see him, so I found you."

Mu Rong remembered that she had seen a cloud cluster of filthy colors entwined on Mo Chongxi's head. Could this cloud indicate that something was wrong with the grave of Mo Chongxi's family?

"Mr. Mo, how long has your father passed away?"

"My old father has been away for seven years."

Sang Tong has been dead for so long with his chin, and he won't wait for so long if there is a problem.

At this moment, Luo Ruyan's voice floated out again: "Xiao Yu, you can ask Mrs. Mo if you have ever dreamed of her wife."

"Grandma Mo, have you ever dreamed of Grandpa Mo?"

The old man recalled for a while, and patted his thigh: "Yes, when his dad passed away, um... six or seven months later, for a while, he always gave me a dream, saying he was uncomfortable living below, let us I took him back. My son didn’t like my contact with them. I quietly went to the temple and asked the master to interpret my dreams. The master said that our old man has a wish, and he can’t let go of life in the sun, and I can’t let go of Xiaobao, I I paid the money and made a puja for the old man, but I never dreamed it again."

Sang Tong sneered: This "master" really dare to talk about it in order to cheat money.

"Mr. Mo, I need to take a look at your ancestral grave."

"Well, I'll take a leave in the afternoon, and we will leave tomorrow."

Sang Tong smiled: "Then let's talk about the price..."

Involving five lives, Sang Tong did not dare to neglect.

Not only did she bring Tang Lianzi and Lin Huan, she even invited Su Sifang to go along.

She didn't worry that Sang Yu was at home alone, so she took it with him.

On Mu Rong's side, he temporarily entrusted Hao Jiefang with the task of ecstasy, and brought Ah Miao with him.

Considering the possibility of her soul going out of her body at any time, she can never faint in front of so many people, saying that she fainted and then fainted. This "small patch" to replace her body is very important.

Before dawn the next day, the group set off.

The five members of the Mo family were dispatched together, and together with Mu Rong and his party, three cars were full.

"It's a secret," Li Jiaming and Bao Xiaoxuan were both pulled in as drivers.

It drove until five o'clock in the afternoon before reaching the site of Mojiazu's grave.

The people lived in the ancestral home of the Mo family. The courtyard was of ancient style and was managed by a dedicated person. The floor space was forty-eight and a half rooms!

Only Mu Rong and Su Sifang did not show surprise, and everyone else showed different degrees of shock.

Mo Chongxi explained: “This house is not the original site anymore. The ancestor’s house was severely damaged during the Anti-Japanese War and was once in ruins. Later, when my father was fifty years old, it was on the old site as he remembered. It was rebuilt, and some old objects were purchased and placed in the house. The materials are in the old style. In fact, the house is still very new."

"Miss Sang, here is the old ancestral hall, where the tablets of ancestors and ancestors are enshrined, and the back mountain is the ancestral tomb. Do you want to see the ancestral hall first?"

"Ok."

"this way please."

Mo Zhongxi led the way. Six people followed Mu Rong, Sang Tong, Sang Yu, Su Sifang, Tang Lianzi, and Lin Huan. A Miao hung on Mu Rong's body like an octopus.

Tang Lianzi's nose fluttered, and he said softly, "Lin Huan, do you feel it? There is a ghostly air, and he followed us all the way."

Lin Huan nodded: "I asked Sister Tong, and Sister Tong said: That's her ghost contract." Lin Huan pointed at Mu Rong.

Tang Lianzi couldn't help but glanced at Mu Rong a few more times.

Near the ancestral hall, Mu Rong whispered: "Ahmeow."

A Miao first took out a piece of white talisman paper and pasted it on his head, and then put the soul-shaking talisman on top of Mu Rong's head. The black robe Mu Rong floated out, and A Miao entered Mu Rong's body.

"Here." Mo Zhongxi pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and there were more than one hundred rows densely arranged inside.

It is not difficult to see the prosperity of the Mo family in the past.

"Huh?" Lin Huan came to Sang Tong and looked at Sang Tong in surprise.

Sang Tong looked at Mu Rong, who shook his head.

Tang Lianzi sniffed and shook his head actively.

Sang Tong turned his gaze to Su Sifang again, and Su Sifang also shook his head.

Sang Yu was confused and asked Luo Ruyan secretly what was going on.

Luo Ruyan replied: "This ancestral hall is empty."

"What does it mean to be empty?"

"Oh, you are so stupid. Your sister will talk about it in a while. Don't always communicate with me. You are all masters. If they find out, I will die!"

Mo Chongxi looked at the young man beside him, and Jun shook his head solemnly, confused.

Just about to ask a question, Sang Tong left without saying a word.

Sang Yu followed Mu Rong, walked out of the ancestral hall, and asked, "What's going on inside?"

The faint candlelight came out from the small square lattice on the tall wooden door of the ancestral hall.

When Mo Chongxi saw Sang Yu muttering to the blank space, his scalp became numb. What happened in the past few days has simply subverted his worldview.

"This ancestral hall is empty."

"What does empty... mean?"

Mu Rong explained patiently: “Don’t underestimate the tablet. If the dead have been under trial, if they haven’t thrown themselves into hell, then before they reincarnate, they can choose to live in Fengdu, or they can choose to live in their own cemetery. Those with ancestral temples like this can also live in their own memorial tablets. The ancestral temples are filled with ordinary wooden boards. None of the ancestors of the Mo family lived in it."

"Then...could they be reborn?"

"The chance of reincarnation is very rare. Only some special groups will be sentenced to immediate reincarnation, and the rest will have to wait a while. Besides, there are so many people in the Mo family. Even if someone reincarnates, it’s impossible to have none of them. there is a problem."

Sang Yu returned to the room, puzzled, and asked Luo Ruyan, who couldn't explain why.

"Xiao Yu, I also want to know why I have to wait for reincarnation. Go and ask your sister?"

"Are you afraid of her?"

Luo Ruyan was silent.

Sang Yu got up and walked out of the room and knocked on the opposite door.

Su Sifang opened the door and bowed his hands together: "Sang Donor."

In Su Sifang, Sang Yu and Luo Ruyan got the answer.

Su Sifang said: In a lifetime, a person has to meet many people and experience many things, and many causes and effects will be formed invisible.

Some people owe other people's kindness before they are alive, and they also owe other people's debts, and there are also people who owe this person.

If these are not paid off, they must be brought into the next cycle.

These "others" can be collectively summed up as: kinship and creditor.

When someone dies, they have to wait until all the "innocent creditors" associated with him enter the cycle of reincarnation together, and the gods will weave them in a net, meeting and entanglement until they are paid off.

For example: when someone was eighty years old, he picked up ten yuan, and the ten yuan was lost by a six-year-old child. God would judge that the eighty-year-old man owed the six-year-old child ten yuan. money.

The old man died at the age of eighty-one, but he couldn’t reincarnate right away. Heaven’s Dao will make a statistics of the old man’s relatives and creditors in his life, so as to find the most appropriate time to make sure that the old man can meet all the creditors in the next life Comprehend grievances.

If someone owes a wicked person a life-saving grace, but after the wicked person dies, he throws himself into the animal realm, it is very likely that the person will have to wait until the wicked person has a chance to obtain a human body again.

Su Sifang also said: This is just the simplest example she has cited for Sang Yu's convenience. The complexity of heaven is far more than this, and there are thousands of ways to determine it.

Both Sang Yu and Luo Ruyan were speechless in consternation. Su Sifang smiled: "Amitabha, a rare person, please also Sang Donor to cherish every day's time."

Sang Yu returned to the room and sat there for a long time before regaining his senses: "Smoke, how do I feel that Tiandao is like a supercomputer? It performs trillions of calculations every day, and we are just one piece of this computer. String?"

The author has something to say: Today’s update has arrived.I'm going to be tens of thousands in five days. Don't fatten up.

I think the insights of this story are really wonderful.

Hehehe.