My Death God Roommate

Sang Yu happily entered the door, and swooped in to give Mu Rong a big hug. He wrapped Mu Rong's neck and said happily: "My sister agrees with us!"

Looking at Sang Yu, Mu Rong couldn't be happy. She was full of everything that happened in Yuexiang Village.

Sang Tong stood on the Dingfeng Pillar, overlooking Yuexiang Village indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.

Manipulating thousands of purple lightning blasted the entire Yuexiang Village into scorched earth.

Sang Yu didn't notice Mu Rong's strangeness: "We bought a lot of vegetables and came back. My sister is already making them. I'll go and work. You can go to work after you finish eating?"

"it is good."

Sang Yu looked around for a week and asked, "Where is the smoke?"

"She went out with Ah Miao, and may come back later."

"Then I will pass first."

"Ok."

This incident had a great impact on Luo Ruyan. In order to avoid letting Sang Yu see the clues, she took the initiative to hide.

The dinner was very hearty. Except for the two dishes specially made for Su Sifang, the rest were Sichuan dishes.

Sang Tong opened a bottle of beer for himself, then poured a glass of juice for Murong himself, and raised the glass: "Come on, let's have a drink."

Sang Yu bit his chopsticks, and his brow was filled with happiness. Mu Rong held up the cup and touched Sang Tong. Sang Tong drank it out: "You are fine."

Obviously it should be a joyous dinner, but the atmosphere is a bit cold.

Mu Rong barely said a word, while Sang Tong was drinking.

In the past, she could be said to be non-drinking, but after recovering, she suddenly fell in love with alcohol.

Su Sifang ate the fast food silently, abide by food without talking and sleeping.

Sang Yu silently gave Sang Tong and Mu Rong some dishes. If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that there is a conflict between the few people.

Sang Tong put the empty bottle on the ground and picked up another bottle of cold beer. He stretched out a hand from the side and placed it on Sang Tong's hand holding the corkscrew: "Sister Tong, drink a drink and hurt yourself. ."

Sang Tong smiled noncommitantly and took away Su Sifang's hand, staring at the empty cup in front of him as if jokingly, and said, "Since he is a person destined to become a saint in the flesh, it is better not to worry about too much in the mundane world."

The "bang" bottle cap opened, and the orange liquid poured too quickly, and the white foam overflowed the edge and flowed along the outer cup wall onto the cup holder's finger, but she didn't notice it.

Sang Yu's eyes hovered over the faces of Su Sifang and Sang Tong. Mu Rong put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Thank you for the hospitality. I will go to work first."

...

Mu Rong came to the rooftop of Shanyang Central Hospital. Hao Jiefang was already waiting there, sitting on the railing and smoking, seeing Mu Rong jump off.

Mu Rong flipped over his palm, and a small pocket appeared in the palm of the talisman that opened the mouth of the bag, and floated out with a plume of green smoke.

"I said Mu Rong, I've also been through the shameless ghost. You let me do these trivial things every day, isn't it a little overkill?"

"You didn't give this idea to me? And Second Sister Liu is a rootless soul more authentic than Amiao. What if I wake up midway or get caught?"

"Yes, I can't tell you! It's only a few days anyway, and this method may not work. If she can't wake up after forty-nine days, she can only wait for her aura to run out and disappear."

"I know, thank you."

Mu Rong handed the Second Sister Liu to Hao Jiefang and went to the hospital to seduce him.

Hao Jiefang said: Second Sister Liu has been under the circle for too long, and her five orifices are blocked and her soul is damaged. She needs to be exposed to the moonlight for forty-nine days and nourish her with the lunar air of the moon, which may make her wake up.

Through the glass wall of the ICU, you can see that the time above the head of the old man lying on the hospital bed has entered a countdown.

Mu Rong frowned, turned to look at the end of the corridor, and then her phone rang.

Seeing the number above, Mu Rong was taken aback, "Yang Keer?"

"Are you Mu Rong?"

"it's me."

"I have something urgent and want to ask you for help. Is it convenient to go to you now?"

"Can you wait a while? I have a job at hand now. I will call you when I send this person away."

"Are you at the Sanyang Central Hospital?"

"Ok."

"I'm just outside, can I come and find you?"

"come on."

Just now she noticed a strong ghost air coming from the end of the corridor, and as expected, Yang Ke'er appeared in that direction.

Yang Kerr floated over quickly: "Mu Rong!"

Mu Rong looked at the time: "What can I say."

"Sorry to interrupt your work, this matter is about Liu Hongde."

"What's up with him?"

"I feel that he has a disaster of blood and light, and no matter how I stop it, the blood and light aura has not disappeared. It has become more and more frequent in the past few days. He almost had a car accident several times last week. I would like to ask you to see it. what's going on."

"Don't you hate him?"

Yang Kerr replied without hesitation: "Hate!"

"Then what?"

"When I first got married with him, I thought about how to kill him every day. I wrapped around him day after day to cover the yang fire above his head, and let him enter into both health and career. Trough."

A gleam of light flashed in Yang Ke'er's eyes, and his face was filled with revenge, a twisted expression of joy.

"Pluto marriage is a very magical thing, especially an unequal contract that respects me like me and him. The longer I get along, the more I can control everything. Once he was almost killed by me. Halfway out, I saw a black mark flashing on his forehead. The mark exuded a powerful resentment, dragging its soul to a strange place. I was the one who died once, I know that It was definitely not that the underworld was ecstatic, so he used the underworld marriage contract to force his soul back."

"I only learned about that mark recently. Liu Hongde and the people in their entire village are very special. Their souls are not under the control of the underworld. I don't know where they will go when they die."

Yang Keer was confused and muttered: "How could this be? If he died, would this marriage be still useful?"

"I do not know."

Yang Ke'er lowered her head and bit her lower lip in silence for a long time: "Murong, can you please save him?"

...

"I know there is something wrong with this request, but I really can't find anyone to help me. I thought that a wolf-hearted person like him would not get the chance to reincarnate so soon. We can at least be a hundred-year couple , He will never abandon me after he is married... I really don’t know it will be like this! Now his body is messed up by me, and there is a bloody light floating above his head, next time I may not even be able to keep him. Mu Rong, help me! Please!"

Mu Rongxiu frowned: "Liu Hongde's matter is a debt owed by his ancestors. It is inconvenient for me to tell you more. If you do injustice, he will kill you. Why do you save him?"

Yang Ke'er's eyes flashed: "Even I can't tell whether I still love him, or if I am in a desperate obsession, I hate him! But I never really wanted to hurt him. "

Yang Kerer smiled sadly, and looked at Mu Rong straightforwardly: "Do you know how lonely it is to be a ghost? Although this marriage is respected by me, after all, this is the sun. I can't be too far away from him. I look at him every day. , Watching him live happily, watching him gradually forget me, watching him have friends and have a life, but what about me? No one can see me, everything I say and do is a one-man show! I hate him, I To let him die, I want his family to feel the pain of my parents. Only when he dies... can he see me. I want to tell him that there is a god who is up to three feet tall. I want to see with my own eyes when he sees me. The expression on the face! I want to throw the marriage contract on his face! Oh, people are not as good as the heavens, this unscrupulous man will not have another life, if he dies, I would even have extravagant hopes to stand by his side to torture him. "

Mu Rong quietly listened to Yang Ke'er finished speaking, watching her cover her face with her hands, and feeling compassion, blurted out and said in a low voice: "Sorrow, grief, resentment, love, parting, unwilling; Suffering, suffering from death, suffering from reincarnation, why are you suffering?"

Yang Ke'er didn't hear these words clearly. She tugged at Mu Rong's generous cuffs and begged: "Help me, I killed him. If there is no me in the middle, he shouldn't have died so early!"

Mu Rong sighed softly: "You go back first, and come to Zhazhishop another day. I have to work."

Yang Kerr was overjoyed: "You promised!?"

"I'm just a poor man with limited ability. However, there may be someone who can help you. Let's talk about it at the shop another day. The time for the people inside is up."

"Then I'll go back first." Yang Keer hurried away. Liu Hongde's body is very weak, and she wants to guard him.

The next day, Yang Ke'er arrived as soon as Zhazhipu opened.

Mu Rong's soul brought Yang Keer to Sang Tong's side, and introduced: "Sang Tong, this is Yang Keer, you have seen it before."

Sang Tong thought for a while before repliing: "Oh, the one who was married."

"She has something to ask you for help. I will pay for the expenses involved."

Sang Tong glanced at Mu Rong, and was intrigued: "What's the matter?"

Mu Rong looked into Sang Tong's eyes: "It's Liu Hongde's business."

Sang Tong was visibly stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and put his hands on the desk: "Let's talk."

Mu Rong's heart sank, and Sang Tong's reaction seemed ordinary, but in fact he was full of doubts.

She was disgusted once in Liu Hongde's place, and then suffered so badly in Yuexiang Village. According to her past personality, she should show dissatisfaction even if she did not immediately refuse.

Mu Rong's fist under his sleeve tightened: Sang Tong is really the murderer.

The author has something to say: Hey, I have to sleep.

This chapter was from yesterday, and I owe you a chapter that will not be delayed indefinitely. First, the physical condition during this period is not very good.

The second is that something happened today, and the lungs are going to explode.

My friend sent me a video. The suspected stepmother beat a 5.6-year-old girl in a headshot. I found the address based on the phone number captured in the video, and then I called the local child protection agency. Finally, I could not bear to add the area code and dialed the local demon spirit.

Yao Yaoling said that the case has been filed and it is under investigation. Let me pay attention to the notice. I will go to the official website next week to have a look.

The child was beaten and rolled around the yard, headshot with iron clothes hangers and slippers.