My Death God Roommate

A girl in red is floating in the air, the ground under her feet is covered with mud, and there is still some sewage that has not penetrated through it.

Houses shattered by floods and old trees uprooted can be seen everywhere.

Human corpses in such a vast hell on earth are at best embellishment.

The girl slowly descended, her toes point on the muddy mud, she searched around, looking anxious.

"How could this be? Stupid monk, don't have anything to do!"

The red girl stepped a little, looked light and fluttering, but suddenly jumped several feet away.

Keep skipping all kinds of corpses.

The girl watched Liulu, her eyes only paused on the corpses, and she immediately moved away when she saw that she was not familiar with the figure.

There was no trace of pity in his eyes. It seemed that these corpses were nothing more than a flower and a stone in the world for the girl.

The girl accelerated, and her figure turned into a red light: "Stupid monk, where are you?"

A thick golden light flashed in the distant sky, and the girl in red stopped and looked at the place where the golden light disappeared, revealing a childlike smile: "Monk."

With a "swish", the girl rose into the sky, like a scarlet meteor, rushing towards the place where the golden light had disappeared.

The girl in red rushed to the river in one breath, but saw a scene that broke her heart.

Her monk is sitting cross-legged on the mud.

The spotless robe in my memory was stained with mud.

"Monk!" The girl knelt on the mud and hugged the white figure.

In the sky, a golden glazed pagoda slowly descended, and firmly pressed down towards the tall black shadow like a mountain.

The black shadow was dissatisfied, roaring, manipulating the river to attack the pagoda, the impact was deafening, the river was surging, and even the earth was trembling slightly.

The red-clothed girl did not even lift her head, looked at the person in her arms wholeheartedly, and tentatively called: "Monk?"

In the girl's arms was a young monk. The monk's robe was torn open, revealing a white chest, showing a clear muscle outline.

Under the heroic eyebrows, a pair of women's peach eyes were born.

This pair of eyebrows is the perfect combination of rigidity and softness, handsomeness and eyebrows. Regardless of the gender perspective, the person in the arms is a charming existence.

The white robe monk's lips were stubbornly pressed together, and a dazzling scarlet hung on his lips.

The girl panicked, completely different from how indifferent she was when she saw other corpses. She spread her palms and pressed them to the monk's heart.

The red light enveloped the monk, and after a few breaths, the white robe monk slowly opened his eyes.

The girl met the monk's eyes, and she immediately fell to the bottom because of the excitement of the monk waking up.

Those eyes were full of vigor, and the eyes of the bright moon and stars were hidden, and there was a dead silence.

The girl's heart seemed to be cut by the sharpest blade in the world: How could her stupid monk run out of oil?

The white-robed monk was also looking at the red-clothed girl, let out a weak sigh, and said weakly, "Why did you look for it."

One drop, two drops, the warm liquid dripped on the monk's face, and the heavy rain poured and quickly wetted the two people hugging each other on the mud of the river beach.

The monk looked at the black hole sky with his godless eyes, and muttered, "It's raining."

The red girl withdrew the red light and stopped the futile rescue.

She gently wiped the blood stains from the monk's lips, and said strangely: "Do you know how long it took me to find you?"

The monk twitched his lips: "Why?"

"I am willing."

"Promise me one more thing."

"it is good."

"Don't kill evil."

"Stupid monk! That river demon killed you like this, you..."

The girl's voice stopped abruptly, because the monk in his arms had no life.

The girl put her chin on the smooth head of the monk, watching the Linglong pagoda press the river monster to the bottom of the river little by little, until the last ray of light disappeared.

This process is very long, and the person in her arms is already cold.

"Stupid monk, no matter how stupid or stupid you are, I will be with you, you know, I am most afraid of loneliness."

A beam of red light penetrated into the sky, and the girl even held the body of the monk in white robe and manipulated the red light to tear her body apart.

...

Sang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his breath filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"Yuwaer! Are you awake?"

"Sister Tong Tong?"

Sang Tong was sitting on Sang Yu's bed with a bandage tied on his head, his face was haggard, and his eyes were covered with red blood.

"Is there any discomfort? Where is the pain? You have slept for three days."

"Three days?"

Sang Yu tried his best to remember, and finally remembered her last memory. The bodies of her and Mu Rong were blown away by the waves...

"Where is Mu Rong!?"

Sang Tong sternly said: "Don't mention the useless person, just knowing that you are standing stupid, I will let her take you away, and will not move. If Su Sifang rushed to us in time, we would not be able to come back. ."

"Sister Tongtong, where is Mu Rong?"

"She has nothing serious, you are the most injured."

Sang Yu let out a sigh of relief: "Sister Tongtong, what happened after I fainted?"

"Listen to Su Sifang: The river monster did not really wake up. It is not the river monster body that controls the water, but its external incarnation. The power is not one ten thousandth of the river monster body. Soon after you passed out, I too Tuoli fainted, but fortunately, he overturned the bowl before the river monster. Through the bowl, Su Sifang felt that we were in danger and arrived in time. The underworld also sent someone to help and took away the spirits of Ma Hongsheng's family of three. Li Hanchu was caught Su Sifang received the bowl, Li's mother was fine, Zeng Tianhan was slightly injured, and the matter was resolved satisfactorily."

"Where is Mu Rong?"

Sang Tong frowned, a little impatient: "I don't know."

...

Time goes back to three days ago.

Mu Rong controlled Xie Bian's soul chain to bind himself: "Since you can't go back empty-handed, it's just a matter of bothering Shenjun to hook away my soul."

Xie Bian and Mu Rong looked at each other for a long time, suppressing their anger, and said coldly: "The underworld has its own laws, and your life is not exhausted. How can we do anything to vain the law?"

With a "wow", Xie Bian took back the soul chain.

Mu Rong smiled faintly and stretched out his white palms in front of him.

Xie Bian snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a large bowl filled with aquamarine liquid appeared in Mu Rong's hand.

Seemingly a set of inexplicable actions, the two of them made a very tacit understanding.

Mu Rong picked up the big bowl, drank it without hesitation, and then fell softly to the ground.

Fan Wujiu walked to Xie Bian's side: "Seven brother, such a big bowl of yellow spring water, there will be no accident, right?"

"Something happened? What can happen to her?"

"What shall we do next?"

"Take some Mu Rong's blood out."

"Yes."

Xie Bi'an mixed Mu Rong's blood in a bottle of liquid and fed them to Zeng Tianhan and Sang Tong respectively.

When she walked to Sang Yu's side, her pendant suddenly lit up and flicked Xie Bian's hand away.

"Hmph, I even kept one hand! That's all."

"Take Ma Hongsheng's family and the unjust dead ghost back."

"Amitabha, a few gods, please stay."

Twenty-four generals of Fengdu followed their fame: Su Sifang stood behind them with folded hands.

Fan Wujiu opened the eyes of impermanence, looked at Su Sifang, and whispered a few words in Xie Bian's ear.

Xie Bian's expression became amiable, and he smiled and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I wonder if the god can raise his hand high and hand over Li Hanchu's soul to Sifang Duhua?"

"Good to say~! This ghost has too much resentment, you can't enter the capital city, let alone reincarnation, if you are willing to accept him, it is his good fortune."

Xie Bian waved his hand and handed Li Hanchu's soul to Su Sifang's hands.

"Amitabha, thank you God."

"We feel the breath of the Yelou River Demon, and come to the world to help out. You are an outsider, and you have to be cautious in your words and deeds."

"Thank you God for your guidance."

"go!"

With a "swish", the twenty-four figures disappeared.

The King Niutou Abang was like a raging fire. He endured all the way and returned to the impermanence hall with black and white impermanence.

As soon as the gate of the palace was closed, A Pang couldn’t help but roared, “Bai Lao Qi, what do you mean? Feng Du’s face has lost you all, and the dignified God Lord actually gave the soul of the hook to a mortal and spread it out. Is it possible that anyone with a bit of cultivation level can get their souls out of our hands?"

Fan Wujiu stood in between the two, patted Niutou Abang on the shoulder, and explained, "Abang, you have misunderstood Brother Seven. That monk is not an ordinary person. Behind her sits a golden arhat that has formed! In this life, I have devoted myself to the female body only for the sake of suffering, a short-lived ghost, and this point of face is always given."

Niutou Abang's eyes widened: "Isn't it bad for her to be beside Mu Rong?"

Xie Bi'an sneered: "Unless she wants to destroy her golden body, she is a person who steps out of reincarnation. She can be sanctified by the flesh in only one catastrophe. Although the monarch does not know which catastrophe she is going to survive, it is absolutely impossible. It has something to do with Mu Rong, and walking too close to Mu Rong will only make her fall short. She should know."

...

Sang Yu was discharged from the hospital, and Li Hanchu was also received in the bowl by Su Sifang.

But for some reason, the relationship between Sang Tong and Mu Rong deteriorated sharply, worse than a stranger, and it had reached an unprecedented level of severity.

Mu Rong was still the same, silent, but Sang Tong seemed to have eaten gunpowder, and murmured at Mu Rong from time to time.

What's even stranger is that Zeng Tianhan, a passer-by, is also on the sidelines, with a face that can't be used to Mu Rong.

As for the memory of that night, Mu Rong was blank, and she believed whatever Sang Tong said.

She failed to help a little, and everyone who had harmed her was in danger. Although Mu Rong didn't express it, he felt guilty in his heart.

After all, according to Sang Tong's words: She is the only person who has the ability to move, but no one can save it. If Su Sifang hadn't arrived in time, they would have died.

With this kind of mood, Mu Rong became more and more silent, silently accepting the double-eyed taunts and accusations from Sang Tong and Zeng Tianhan.

The author has something to say: I’ll update it first, and I’ll add a little bit of Buddhism that can be regarded as hearsay. Everyone just take a look and laugh, mainly to facilitate the understanding of Su Sifang.

This may be fabricated by me, maybe it is true.

If it doesn't work, everyone will treat it as the setting of my book.

In the Western Paradise, there are roughly the following levels: Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat.

Naturally, the Buddha is full of merits and virtues, he has gone through thousands of tribulations, and has survived all the tribulations of seven emotions and six desires.[Juexing Consummation]

Bodhisattva is second, but it is also the cultivation of right fruit.[Feel him]

Arhat [consciously], what is an Arhat, it means that some eminent monks who have attained Taoism have immense merit, but still have miscellaneous thoughts in their hearts, and they cannot become a Buddha or a bodhisattva, so they are given a golden body.

Arhat needs to continue to practice, but there are many ways to practice. Doing bitter meditation in the West is one way of self-improving enlightenment, and the other is to return to the mortal world and practice.

The first kind of progress is slow, but less dangerous.

The second type is fast, and it is possible to become a Buddha with proper operation, but it is very dangerous. First, they don’t know anything, and after hardships, the second mana is sealed, and third, they are likely to be entangled by the red dust. Live, even the original Arhat status was lost, and I can't go back.

Everyone, just take my above remarks as the setting of this book, and make them up.

At the end of the month, ask for nutrient solution, thank you.

After enduring it for so long, I finally throw out the buried foreshadowing, calling~~~~

I want to write a million words~.