My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong and Sang Yu exclaimed in unison, and Su Sifang sighed softly: "Amitabha, in the era of cannibalism, this Qin donor...it's a pity."

Qin Huai'an was decisive, and a piece of red and white on the trunk of the laurel tree died on the spot.

Suddenly, a green light enveloped Qin Huaian's body.

"How is this going?"

Luo Ruyan explained: “This old osmanthus tree listens to Buddhist scriptures all the year round outside the temple, and is stained with some incense. It is quite spiritual. It sucks the soul of Qin Huai’an. Unfortunately, it takes hundreds or even thousands of years for the tree to develop its wisdom. Ann has been sealed in a tree, and she herself does not know how long she has been dead."

Many years later, the flower planter was established.

At a certain stage, the people fell into a fanatical reaction. The Shifiveli Temple was smashed to pieces by students wearing red armbands. The things in the temple were dismantled and burned. Fortunately, the laurel tree was not cut down.

Time flies, and another fifty years have passed. The spring breeze of reform and opening has blown into this small city. The laurel trees in Qinhuai’an have been transformed into development zones, the laurel trees have been cut down, and the soul of Qinhuai’an has been liberated.

She looked at the tall buildings around like monsters, the cars roaring by, and the people with weird clothes and weird hairstyles, at a loss as to what to do.

She didn't know where she was or what year tonight.

But she did not forget the agreement with Zhuang Diemeng, staying still and refused to leave, even though the small temple was long gone, she was still waiting for her.

Later, high-rise buildings rose on the ground and became an office building. Qin Huai'an and others were so lonely that they would sing the song "Baoyu Cry Ling" alone every night.

One night, an office worker who often worked overtime with extremely low fortune heard Qin Huai'an singing.

The executive director of the company found a good Feng Shui master and almost wiped out the ashes of Qin Huai.

She was frightened and rushed all the way to the north. She lived with laurel trees during the day and fled in a panic at night. She occasionally walked in the crowd and would search for the figure of Zhuang Diemeng in a daze, so she wandered to Guanerzhou.

The figure of Zeng Tianhan appeared in the scroll. The two fought for a few times. Although Qin Huaian had survived for a long time, he was trapped in the laurel most of the time and had no actual combat experience.

But she knew about Shamanism. Many people knew about Shamanism during her time. She had heard that Jiaxian could not cross the river, so she escaped the Yelou River.

Suddenly, a shadowy shadow appeared in the scroll: "I didn't expect to meet a century-old ghost like you? I'll give you a chance. If you are willing to be my ghost contract, I will let you have a way out, how about? "

"What is the ghost deed?"

"Hahahaha, since you can escape ten years of catastrophe, and you can escape the pursuit of the sun and the underworld, you must have some ability, how can you not know what the ghost contract is?"

Mu Rong frowned and asked, "Who is this person? Why is it a black shadow?"

Luo Ruyan replied: "I don't know. I'm just replaying Qin Huai'an's memory. In her memory, this person is a dark shadow, maybe not a person? It's also possible that Qin Huaian's memory is too weak. There has been confusion."

Mu Rong's brow furrowed tighter, and things were definitely not as simple as Luo Ruyan said.

The black shadow in the painting explained: "The ghost contract is a master-servant treaty. You have become my ghost contract. Be loyal to me, listen to my dispatch, and serve me during my lifetime. Of course, I have enough strength. Protect you, as long as you become my ghost contract, no one in the underworld can hurt you, how?"

"I'm sorry this gentleman, I can't promise you, I still have important things to do."

"Hmph, toast and not eat fine wine, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Qin Huai'an's heartbreaking cry was heard from the scroll, but the picture was like a TV with no signal, flashing with large snowflakes.

"Yanyan, what's the matter?"

"I don't know, Qin Huaian was about to be dissipated by this black shadow and turned into a horse."

The picture is restored again, and Qin Huaian has arrived in Xiaohua Village, in this courtyard.

She shuttled through the theater and saw familiar outfits and things, and the blood-red tears almost never disappeared from her face.

With the passage of time, Qin Huaian became weaker and weaker, and a large amount of transparency appeared on her soul. She was afraid of the sun, and a strong wind could blow her soul misty, so she had to hide in the laurel tree.

White light flashed, Luo Ruyan set Qin Huai out and changed back into a human form.

"That's the way it is. It is not convenient for me to stay for a long time, lest Sang Tong will notice my breath, so please keep it secret."

With a "swish", Luo Ruyan turned into a light spot and fell on Sang Yu's eyebrows.

"Mu Rong, look at it!"

Qin Huaian's soul body began to dissipate, and the part below her knees was gone, but she was still as before, with a silly expression, no fear on her face, blood and tears dripping, and her mouth muttered: "Xiaodie. "

Mu Rong flipped her wrist, and a stack of talisman paper appeared in her palm. She quickly attached the talisman paper to Qin Huaian's body: "Master Xiao Fang, is there a way to save her?"

"Amitabha Buddha, the situation of Qin's benefactor, I am afraid that it will not be possible with the power of one person in all directions."

Mu Rong sighed softly: "Sang Tong won't help..."

"I'll call Sister Tong Tong!"

"Donor Murong, don't you want to try?"

"me……"

Mu Rong met Su Sifang's clear eyes, saw the encouragement and expectation in them, and was stunned.

Can you do it by yourself?

"In this situation, Donor Qin, even if the rescue fails, Heaven will not be punished."

"I am not afraid of punishment, I have never done this before, I am afraid of hurting her!"

"It's better to ask for yourself than for others. The benefactor of Mu is compassionate and may be able to create miracles with the Quartet."

"it is good."

Su Sifang smiled, and sat on the ground with his monk's robe: "The donor Qin has been dispelled, and it is impossible to restore her soul, but we can integrate her only remaining'fortune' with this laurel tree."

"Okay!" Mu Rong sat cross-legged beside Su Sifang, Sang Yu consciously withdrew from the circle.

Su Sifang closed his eyes and chanted the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

"Master Xiaofang, what should I do?"

"When Mu Shizhu asked the Quartet to rescue him, what did he think?"

"I didn't think about anything, just..."

"Then don't think about anything."

Mu Rong seemed to understand, as if grasping a certain key, and feeling confused, she slowly closed her eyes like Su Sifang.

Don't think about anything...

Sang Yu stayed quietly outside the circle. It seemed to her that Mu Rong and Su Sifang were just meditating normally, but after Qin Huaian's soul body disappeared to the thigh position, it did not decrease any more.

Although Sang Yu has yin and yang eyes, she cannot see more because of her turbid body. Luo Ruyan is different, her eyes are more "pure", and Luo Ruyan's eyes look different.

With the sound of chanting, Su Sifang's body shined with golden light, and a solemn "swastika" symbol was slowly formed on top of his head, rotating at a constant speed.

Numerous Sanskrit characters floated out of the "" on the top of Su Sifang's head, and merged into Qin Huaian's body.

On the other hand, Mu Rong is much simpler.

There was no dazzling light or gorgeous "swastika", but Luo Ruyan concluded that there must have been some change in Mu Rong, some change that even her eyes could not see.

Although Luo Ruyan can't see it, she can feel that her body is painting, and she has an innate sensitivity to changes in things.

Luo Ruyan looked at Mu Rong unblinkingly. It was clear that Mu Rong was meditating quietly, but Luo Ruyan felt that if he was not paying attention, Mu Rong would “disappear”.

Moreover, the aura radiating from Mu Rong made Luo Ruyan fascinated and couldn't help but want to get closer.

According to what Su Sifang said, Mu Rong didn't think about anything, and actually entered a strange state. Although she closed her eyes, things around her gradually emerged, even more than she saw with her eyes open.

She saw countless thin threads emerging from Qin Huaian's body. These threads threaded on the laurel tree, getting tighter and tighter, slowly pulling Qin Huaian's soul into the laurel tree.

Mu Rong was overjoyed and slowly opened his eyes. He was shocked when he saw the surrounding environment. The sky was about to brighten?

Obviously it was still in the middle of the night, and she felt it had been a few minutes at most!

"Amitabha, the donor Qin has merged with the osmanthus tree and will not dissipate anymore. It is getting late, and we should go back."

Sang Yu came under the laurel tree and stroked the trunk: "Senior Huai'an, please make your home in the tree. I may say that it is a bit cruel. Maybe Senior Fluttershy is gone, but I believe that for you, death is It’s not the end of everything, it’s just the beginning."

Sang Yu lowered his voice and continued: "Secretly tell you, before I met Mu Rong, although I have yin and yang eyes and can see things that ordinary people can't see, I still feel: When a person dies, everything is dead. After I met Murong, my thoughts were different. You must be the same as me, right? I can’t understand causal reincarnation, but I believe that you love Xiaodie so much, and she loves you so much. You will definitely meet again. Nowadays, the times are different. Girls also have human rights. Two girls will be blessed together. When you meet each other again, you will be able to be together happily."

While talking, Sang Yu’s tears slid out, she sniffed her nose, wiped away the tears, and said with a smile: "Senior, we are gone. Time has passed too long. I am afraid Senior Xiaodie is not alive. I’m sorry I couldn’t help you, but thank you for allowing me to witness a loyal love. Goodbye, Senior Huai’an.”