My Death God Roommate

With a "swish", the black robe Mu Rong floated out, but...

When the other three saw Mu Rong's outfit, they all showed expressions of astonishment.

Sang Yu hugged Mu Rong's body, his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle.

"Murong..."

Although Mu Rong was still wearing bad clothes, she was wrapped with a black iron chain, and Mu Rong's five-flower tied hands were cut behind her, like a prisoner about to be pushed to the execution ground.

The other end of the iron chain was inserted into the ground, not knowing where it led to. Every time Mu Rong moved, the iron chain would make a "crack" sound.

Sang Yu looked at Mu Rong dumbfounded, as if in his throat.

She knew that Mu Rong was a bad guy, but he helped her escape death. How could he pass it lightly?

On the day of the accident, Mu Rong was dragged out of the body by an iron chain, and when he came back, he comforted her in turn, without mentioning what happened after being abducted.

Sang Yu's heart was bleeding, and this shackle shouldn't be tied to her!

As long as Mu Rong stood on the sidelines that day and waited for him to be killed, he only had to hook her on the soul affair, and he could accumulate some merit for his mother.

Su Sifang lowered his eyes and folded his hands together: "Amitabha Buddha."

Sangtong’s heart was shaken for the first time. Before that, she had never given up the idea of ​​dragging Murong to the Special Event Processing Bureau. She calculated everything, guided step by step, and even grasped the weakness of Mu Rongxin’s biological mother. Mu Rong was sent even forcing and lure.

The purpose is to bring Mu Rong into the cause and effect of Hong Chen through many trivial matters, and when she is entangled in cause and effect, Tiandao will also consider a little when determining Mu Rong's belonging.

The former Mu Rong was too old to be born. He didn't watch TV, didn't use the Internet, didn't make friends, and even didn't dare to do anything harsh. There is no way for such a person to pull her out of the underworld.

At this moment, Sang Tong straightened her waist while she was locked by the chain, and she was shaken by the calm and composed Mu Rong.

Is the Special Event Management Bureau really suitable for Murong?

She pulled Murong in, is it counted as grace or revenge?

Should she put aside her calculations and do something for Mu Rong sincerely to repay her kindness?

"What are you looking at?"

The woman saw that the two people around her were suddenly silent, staring at the place where there was nothing, and asked curiously.

Sang Tong smiled and said, "It's nothing. Sister, if your son's brave act is true and we are able to save him, we won't take any money."

The Special Event Handling Bureau has regulations: All members of the bureau are dealing with the country, society, and the collective; those who have contributed and sacrificed should be given priority and must not ask for money.

"really?"

"Ok."

"Didn't you just ask for money?"

"If I said it was free at the beginning, would you believe me?"

"My son was brave to fight for justice, and my son died to save people." The woman grabbed Sang Tong's hand and choked.

With a single step, Mu Rong dragged a heavy chain to the Yelou River, searched the river several times back and forth, and looked at Sang Tong.

Sang Tong understood and asked, "Sister, where was the last time you saw your son?"

"Did you see the gazebo opposite? The middle of the river facing that gazebo."

Mu Rong plunged into the river water, Sang Yu looked from a distance, with a heart hanging down her throat. She had never seen Mu Rong's soul go into the water, and she was still tied up like this. She should How to do?

Sang Yu stared at the river, feeling that time was surprisingly slow, and every second was suffering.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Rong emerged and stood on the surface of the river, her face unwilling, she shook her body, and the iron chain made a "crash crap" sound.

"Murong!"

Mu Rong did not hear Sang Yu's call and dived again.

Sang Yu hugged Mu Rong's body tightly and muttered, "Come back..."

The second time he failed, Mu Rong reluctantly went ashore and returned to his body.

Sang Yu took off the Soul Shaking Talisman at the right time, and said softly: "Slow down, watch your hands."

Sang Tong and Su Sifang walked over, and Mu Rong shook his head.

Sang Tong turned to the woman and said: "Sister, let's exchange contact information, you should go back first, and I will contact you as soon as I have any problems."

"But you didn't do anything?"

"Sister, not seeing it doesn't mean it didn't happen. If you believe me, go back and wait for the news, otherwise you will continue to ask those ship owners."

"I believe! I believe you, girl... Abbot, you have to help me!"

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, poor monk Su Sifang, you can just call his name."

"By the way, eldest sister, if it is convenient for you, please send me the contact information of the parents of the two junior high school students. I need to confirm some things."

The woman wiped her tears: "Both numbers are turned off."

Mu Rong's gaze flickered: "That's also sent here."

The woman turned her head in one step and three, and Mu Rong said, "I am locked by the Seventh Master’s soul chain, and I can’t summon a single artifact. Otherwise, I can also check the cause of the child’s death. At least there is a direction. , And it seems that my soul cannot be too far away from the physical body. Once it exceeds the range, the iron chain will be tightened and the situation under the river cannot be seen, but..."

"what?!"

"Did you not smell it? This river is very fishy. An inland river with such a large flow of water shouldn't be so fishy. I dived in and found that the river water was very ice. Although there is no sun today, the temperature is at least three. Ten degrees, but the cold water makes people tremble."

Sang Tong came to the river and stretched out his hand to Su Sifang: "Hold me."

She reached out most of her body and stretched her fingers into the river water, the temperature was not as Mu Rong said.

Can it be felt only in the spirit state?

Sang Tong regretted not bringing Ah Miao here.

"The body senses that the temperature of the water is normal, which means that this section of the river is strange. Let's ask the shipowners."

After listening to Sang Tong’s question, several shipowners look at me and I will look at you, but they don’t know anything about it.

Sang Tong opened his wallet and drew out a bunch of pink tickets. Each person divided a few of them: "A few big brothers have worked hard. We are from a foreign country. I am very curious about the industry of Yelouhe corpse collectors. Just a few will tell us. Why don't you fish that kid!"

Several people touched the banknotes in their hands, their expressions slowed down, and their attitude improved a lot.

The eldest man nodded and agreed. The man who had clashed with Murong before replied: "Oh, I want to say that the child is really pitiful. He bravely tried to save people. He saved two lives and put himself in. How many of our brothers There are children in the family. If they can fish, how can they not."

Sang Tong kept a polite smile, waiting for the man to continue.

"I usually read the newspaper news and the like, and I know that outsiders are quite criticizing our business, what do they say? I am proficient in water and boats but only collect corpses, not saving people, bah, all the fucking is standing. I can’t speak, my back hurts."

The man took a sip, then sighed helplessly, and continued: "You guys are still young. You don’t know the sinister heart. It’s good to save people, but if they are still alive when they jump down to fish, they will be saved. But it’s a corpse, and family members will blame us for all the responsibilities. Those who fell into the water, some of them are struggling fiercely. In fact, their lungs have long been filled with water. We are not a doctor. You What about artificial respiration? What should I do if I save people? And the drowning and struggling manpower is surprisingly strong! Even if the water is good, they have to choke a few mouthfuls when they are entangled in them, and if they are not careful, they will get in. Now, we are small people. Now that there are fewer and fewer fish, we have to go to distant places to catch. Our boat is not good, so we changed to become corpse scavengers. We are also small and old. Who dares to take this risk? Girl, is this the truth? The child is a newborn calf and he is not afraid of tigers. What is the result? The rescued parents showed up and took their children away. Do you think it's worth it?"

The oldest corpse scavenger protruded from the smoke ring, and took the conversation: "Girl, we don’t take this job for the sake of the living. This will cost a lot of money for three to five hours to be rescued. The parents of the two children of ‘Sweetheart’, the girl will sell the house if he fishes it, and her son really can’t get it.”

Seeing finally came to the subject, the four of them cheered up.

"There are three people in our business who don't fish! This one doesn't fish, pregnant women don't fish."

"Well, one corpse and two lives are grieving."

The man grinned, showing a row of big yellow teeth: "Oh, I didn't see that the little girl still knows a little way."

"Just laughed."

"These two don't make a lot of money. Now this young man is fashionable. You have to take a wedding photo by the water. Do you still know the reason?"

Sang Tong chuckled, how could she not know?But not wanting to expose too much, he replied: "I don't know."

"This is called Xisha! In the past~ getting married was an earth-shattering event. With great joy and funeral, if you break evil, whoever touches it will be unlucky."

"These three are not fished. This is the case of this child. If the corpse in the water is not fished, the muscles of the whole body will relax after death, and it will slowly rise to the surface, whether it is on your back or on your stomach, you can fish it; But if there is only a bunch of hair floating on the water and no other parts are visible, then you will stand and die, and you will die; you can’t get it. It was the third one’s boat that day. The third child, tell them what you saw?"

The man who was called as the youngest swallowed his saliva and replied: "I drove the boat to the middle of the river that day. At first there was nothing on the water. I was just about to go down and take a look. Several bubbles suddenly appeared on the water. A black shadow came up, I picked up the bamboo pole and prepared to hook the person over and pull it again. The result..."

The youngest man cast his gaze on the older man, seemingly reluctant to mention what happened that day, the latter waved his hand and motioned the youngest man to continue.

The third child pondered for a long time and continued: "As a result, there was a clump of hair floating on the surface of the water, like a tuft of waterweed, shaking and shaking. It is reasonable to say that I should come back immediately, but I pity this child, after all, he is also a hero. I want to use it. Flip over the bamboo pole to see if he can lie flat and float, but when my bamboo pole hits the water, the boy's head rises three inches, revealing a pair of staring, round eyes. He can't stare at him. The child made the water soaked red, so he stared at me so scared that I stabbed him with a bamboo pole, and sailed back."

The author has something to say: The next few chapters are a bit exciting. Those who like horror can watch it at night, or at noon for the timid.