My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong sat on the side of the bed blankly, until the sweat on her face evaporated and dried out, she slowly stood up and walked out of Sang Yu's room.

Sitting in a corner of the living room, Su Sifang slowly opened his eyes.

Sang Tong slumped on the sofa and took a sip from the water glass.

"Sister Tong has something to say?"

Sang Tong stared into Su Sifang's eyes, observing the subtle changes in it: "Have you repaired Sangyu's pendant?"

Su Sifang smiled and shook his head: "Senior Sister Tong knows, I don't have such a strong mind."

Sang Tong sighed heavily: "Yes, looking at the entire flower planter, I'm afraid I can't find a second person. If I hadn't personally inspected Yuwaer's pendant, I wouldn't believe it."

What made Sang Tong even more unacceptable was that this hidden worldly expert helped Sang Yu under her nose, but she didn't know it. If it wasn't for the danger in the middle, she didn't know how long to hide it.

Why didn't he or she show up?

Is it because you know your origins and don't want to get involved in the world?

Yes.

It must be so!

That night, before she passed out, she felt a powerful force appearing behind her. It must be that person!

Solving the Yelou River Demon's external incarnation easily, repairing the pendant, and leaving in time before Su Sifang came, only then made sense.

The power of Yelou River Demon's external incarnation is so terrifying, she has made enough preparations or almost folds inside, so she can solve it at will?

"Ah!" Sang Tong yelled irritably while holding his head.

Why did you faint?

I didn't even see the elegance of the Hidden World Expert, even if that person pointed me a sentence or two, it would be helpful to my future cultivation!

An expert at this level would not be forced by the Special Event Management Bureau.

At most I beg others to accept the status of an honorary deputy director, and ask him to help in the crisis of the nation-state, why not show up!

Su Sifang looked at Sang Tong quietly and said softly, "Senior Sister Tong, let's talk about Mu Rong."

"Murong? What can she talk about?"

Su Sifang fell silent suddenly, seeming to be caught in a certain balance and thinking.

Sang Tong had to temporarily let go of the regrets of those who missed the mighty power, and waited for Su Sifang to continue.

Su Sifang did not speak for a long time. Sang Tong looked at the uncharacteristic person in front of him, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

She understands Su Sifang and is by no means a person who plays mystery.

The longer the silence, the more it proved the seriousness of the matter.

I don't know how long it took, Su Sifang finally finished thinking, sighed lightly, and folded his hands on his chest: "Sister Tong, don't you think your targeting of Murong is somewhat unreasonable?"

Sang Tong's first reaction was to refute, even a little angry: Why is it unreasonable, her mistakes killed Yu Waer...

She gradually calmed down under Su Sifang's clear eyes.

My heart sank: She, Sang Tong!How can it be someone who shirks responsibility?

It is her responsibility to protect Yuwaer. Mu Rong and them are not relatives. What obligation do they have to save others?

Su Sifang continued: "Sister Tong, how did the injury on Mu Rong's hand fall? Think about why she couldn't help. Do you remember the chain on her body? How did the chain come from?"

Sang Tong was stunned. At that time, Mu Rong's arm had not yet healed. The violent exercise, coupled with the impact of rain and river water, caused her to fall to the root of the disease, and her joints would ache on a cloudy day.

A smear of blood-red smoke came out of Sang Tong's Baihui point. Sang Tong felt a pain in his brain and held his head.

With a "huh", the red smoke dissipated.

Su Sifang saw him, lowered his eyes, and chanted: "Amitabha Buddha."

From this moment on, she could no longer stay out of the matter and be a clean-hearted outsider.

Sang Tong was taken aback, recalling what she had done to Mu Rong along the way, she couldn't believe that the bitter and mean person would be herself.

Although Taoism is not as dogmatic as Buddhism, it also emphasizes the state of mind and mind!

What happened to her, why did she suddenly do this to Mu Rong?

No matter how hard Sang Tong tried, she couldn't remember at all. With her current cultivation base, it was impossible to break the seal of memory.

Sang Tong got up abruptly, went out with his slippers, knocked on the door of 403.

After several knocks, no one agreed, and she remembered that Mu Rong should have gone to work.

...

Sangtong got up early the next morning and made a table for breakfast.

Sang Yu walked out of the room with her messy hair, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and smelled the tempting fragrance of rice.

"Wow~~ It smells so good, why is the breakfast so rich today?"

Sang Yu walked to the table as he said, picked up a half ear of corn, and gnawed: "It's delicious!"

Sang Tong took off his scarf and said disgustingly: "Just get up and eat without washing your face or brushing your teeth. There are guests here!"

"Who is it?"

Sang Yu turned around with the corn in his mouth and saw Murong sitting on the sofa.

The two looked at each other like this.

Mu Rong didn't know how many times he had seen Sang Yu in Luo Ruyan's world. Seeing him again felt cordial, and even his eyes softened.

"Ah!" Sang Yu exclaimed, rushed into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and blushed with corn in his mouth.

The bathroom is not a good place for stealing food. Sang Yu was ashamed and angry, and shouted angrily: "Sister Tongtong, why don't you tell me if someone is here!"

Mu Rong smiled, Sang Tong smiled, and Su Sifang smiled.

"Hurry up and wash, come out to eat!"

"Got it."

Sang Yu sat opposite Mu Rong at the boxy dining table. She was holding the bowl with her head almost buried in the bowl. Sang Tong put a fried egg in her bowl: "Your favorite food, Heartbroken."

Sang Yu snorted and took an angry bite.

"Murong."

"Ok."

"From now on... come over for dinner in the morning. If you are not busy, come over at night. It will be troublesome for you to cook alone. Anyway, I have to do it every day. Let's eat together."

Sang Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at Sang Tong in surprise, a little distrustful of his ears.

Mu Rong's reaction was similar. This morning, Sang Tong suddenly invited her to come over. Mu Rong thought it was the development zone that had made a decision. After coming over, he found that Sang Tong was only asking her for breakfast.

At this moment, this suggestion suddenly came up, and Mu Rong was puzzled.

Su Sifang swallowed the food in his mouth, put the chopsticks upright, and slowly explained: "Sister Tong felt that her attitude towards Donor Mu was not good some time ago. Calling you today is actually to apologize to you. I hope Donor Mu can. Forgive her and accept her way of repentance."

Sang Tong showed embarrassment and glared at Su Sifang: "Can't you stop your mouth even when you eat?"

"Really Sister Tong Tong? Are you apologizing to Mu Rong?"

Sang Tong took a deep breath, looked at Sang Yu's expectant gaze, bit the bullet and nodded.

"Mu Rong, come here~ It's only a step away, and it's convenient to work together again~"

The three of them looked at Mu Rong and waited for her to agree.

At this moment, Mu Rong felt a family-like warmth.

Since seeing her mother, her mentality has changed a lot, and she has begun to try to open herself and accommodate everything around her.

These three people, this meal, let Mu Rong experience the feeling of friendship.

She replied seriously: "Thank you, I will trouble you in the future."

Sang Yu smiled happily, sweeping away the haze of the past few days.

Sang Tong also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

In this way, three days later, Sang Tong received an encrypted e-mail and entered the password several times to unlock the e-mail.

Inside are several folders, each folder is named after a person.

This is the file of the parents of the children who were killed in the fire 30 years ago. Sang Tong asked Zhang Jiajia's opinion that the investment in that building was amazing, and the capital has not been recovered, and Zhang Jiajia does not intend to give up.

If Sang Tong didn't care, she would spend a lot of money to set up a group to break up the souls of these children on the night of the full moon, in exchange for the normal operation of the mall.

Sang Tong was very angry and helpless, so he had to ask the bureau for help, but as Zeng Tianhan said, there seemed to be a major incident in the bureau, and he couldn't allocate staff for a while, so he could only provide theoretical support and let Sang Tong handle it on his own.

Sang Tong thought about it, tried to use the bond of family affection, tried to awaken the humanity of these young spirits, and communicated with them.

Sang Tong carefully sorted out the files. These parents gave birth to children, some have moved out of Shanyang City, and one of the single mothers is no longer alive.

Sang Tong called Mu Rong over and sorted out the files with him. Both of them had mixed feelings. After the parents of these children experienced the pain of losing their children, most of them quit their jobs at the iron rice bowl for a long time. The working status is blank.

What kind of human tragedy is this?More than 50 families were once broken, and their parents were unable to get out of the shadows for several years or even more than ten years.

Sang Tong talked about his plan, but Mu Rong shook his head: "I don't think this is appropriate."

"Why?" This is the best way she can think of!

"First, they finally got out of the pain. We shouldn’t uncover this scar. Second, I’m afraid they won’t be able to accept the truth of this incident. Such supernatural things are not suitable for them. On the public table, if these parents get into trouble, the consequences will be disastrous. Third, it has been more than 30 years since they have been engaged in publishing. Look, the oldest of them are over 60 years old. I have also seen that they do not have complete wisdom and cognition. In 30 years, their parents have changed their appearance. Will they still know? And these parents look at their children and do not remember them. It's so cruel."