My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong dropped the towel and rushed to Sang Yu's back and hugged her tightly: "Sang Yu, calm down!"

Not only did Sang Yu fail to listen to Mu Rong's advice, but instead became more manic and backhanded and gave Mu Rong an elbow.

With this hit on the waist, Mu Rong broke into a cold sweat unpreparedly, pressing one hand on the place where he was hit, and the other stubbornly holding Sang Yu.

With strong pain, Mu Rong couldn't straighten his waist, so he had to put his body on Sang Yu's back, with his chin resting on her shoulder, and said heartachely: "You don't even want me?"

When the voice fell, a blue and purple light flashed through Sang Yu's eyes, and Sang Yu paused and slowly recovered his clarity.

"Sister Tong Tong?"

Sang Tong was just about to have a seizure when he heard a familiar voice and stature.

Sang Yu turned around in astonishment when he remembered the behavior just now, and saw Mu Rong's painful expression, and regretted: "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me, do you hurt? Where did I hit you? Show me Look!"

Mu Rong supported Sang Yu's shoulders and let out a sigh of relief. He endured the pain and smiled: "Are you all right?"

"I will help you sit down."

Sang Yu helped Mu Rong sit on the sofa, and anxiously opened Mu Rong's clothes, ignoring that there were people beside him.

There was a red patch on Murong's waist rib, and the impact point in the center was glowing blue.

Mu Rong grabbed Sang Yu's hand and pulled down his clothes: "It's okay, how much energy can you have, it doesn't hurt."

Sang Yu lowered his head with red eyes, "I'm sorry."

Mu Rong touched Sang Yu's head and slid it on his cheek and stroked it gently: "I know you didn't mean it, don't blame yourself, OK?"

Sang Yu nodded hard, and solemnly apologized to Sang Tong: "Sister Tongtong, I'm sorry."

"You can't be blamed for this, but I want to investigate this game."

Hearing the word "game", Sang Yu couldn't help feeling surging with desire, and this time she was crushed by her teeth.

"I don't need my mobile phone for a while, sister, you can keep it for me."

"Don't you say that I planned to do the same."

"In case I care about you someday, don't give it to me."

Sang Tong sat next to Sang Yu and took her hand to comfort him: "Don't be sad. The result will be analyzed soon in the game."

"Ok."

Sang Tong squinted her eyes. With keen intuition, she thought of something deeper: cultural opium.

It is not a simple matter for a country to want long-term stability and steady development, especially for a comprehensive country like a flower planter.

With the development of technology, wars are no longer limited to conventional modes. Financial wars, cultural wars, cyber wars, and even theological wars may affect the development of the country.

Sang Yu’s internet addiction is serious, and she now has every reason to suspect that this is a triad of internet, culture and theology.

Sang Tong's heart sank: If his inference holds true, they will have a tough battle to fight!

Behind the scenes, the organization that oversaw all of this has made it clear that the audience of mobile games is mostly young people, and those over 35 have relatively little influence.

The youth group is the future reserve for any country and determines the existence of the lifeline of the country.

If this group collapses, the country will collapse overnight in ten to twenty years.

Fortunately, Sang Yu discovered this game by accident, and it was considered a success.

Mu Rong took Sang Yu's shoulder and took the initiative to apologize: "I'm sorry, I should have found out earlier."

"It's not your fault, I'm all to blame."

"I will ask Hao Jiefang for help these days, try to go out only once a week, and stay with you at home more. On the day I am away, you can come and live here."

"Listen to you."

"Okay, this matter is not as serious as you think, as long as Yuwaer is aware of the harm of the game, everything is easy to say."

"Su Sifang, please take a trip with Yuwaer for me. Go to the shop and get my password box back. In addition, there is an iron abacus in the drawer on my left that must be retrieved."

Sang Tong handed a bunch of keys to Su Sifang: "By the way, go and buy some food with Yuwaer."

"it is good."

...

After the two left, Sang Tong suddenly asked, "Where did you put the donkey drum and the whip?"

Mu Rong thought for a while: "Sorry, I promised Zeng Tianhan to keep it safe."

Sang Tong smiled: "He has no brains, but he is quite accurate to see people."

"thank you."

"Forget it, please ask Hao Jiefang to see if he can find Aunt Liu's husband?"

"Wait a minute."

Mu Rong's soul went out and dialed Hao Jiefang's phone. After listening to Mu Rong's account, the other party was silent for a moment: "Wait a minute, I'm going to work, let the people in the night department help ask questions."

Ten minutes later, Hao Jiefang called: "Li Fuyong's soul is not in the underworld."

"How come? Didn't you watch him jump with your own eyes?"

"He did report to the underworld, and was released after going through the necessary procedures. Maybe it was because the underworld didn't accept it."

"Can you find him?"

"You know this. Once the soul drank the ghost soup and got the ghost heart, it has nothing to do with us. We can't find it."

Mu Rong relayed Hao Jiefang's words intact, and Sang Tong touched his chin: "What did Zeng Tianhan say when I saw you for the last time? Can this always tell me?"

"He asked me to keep these two artifacts for him and remember the truth of Yuexiang Village. If he died, ask me to take a trip to Changbai Mountain for him to retrieve the golden knife. He said that this is a national thing and cannot be lost in his hands. One thing, he gave me a number and asked me to dial and give all three things to the owner of the number after he died."

To be on the safe side, Mu Rong memorized the number and burned the note.

"Where is the number?"

"Here." Mu Rong pointed to his head.

Sang Tong recites a string of numbers without hesitation: "Is that this?"

Mu Rong nodded.

"Since Zeng Tianhan trusts him, I ask him to tell you personally, right?"

Sang Tong pressed a series of numbers and raised it in front of Mu Rong, and pressed the dial key.

The phone was connected and the speakerphone was pressed again.

"Director I am Sang Tong."

"what's up?"

"That's right, I want to borrow the Ma's magic weapon, can I?"

"Have you found Zeng Tianhan?"

"No, he hid things. I found some clues."

"Where is the golden knife?"

"Still at Ma's house."

"Approve your application and keep it safe."

"Got it."

"After dealing with this matter, don't take any more civil work."

Sang Tong's heart "cocked": She was sent to the Northeast to lurch for more than two years, is she finally going to start?

"understood."

Mu Rong went home and took the magic whip and donkey skin drum to Sang Tong. The latter said in surprise, "You just leave things at home?"

"I check every day."

"Are you not afraid of me going to grab it?"

"You won't have mulberry."

Sang Tong glared at Mu Rong fiercely. This feeling of being pinched by seven inches is really bad, especially the person he cares about the most is still dating this person!

"You want to recruit Li Fuyong's soul?"

"Well, although I have the means to invite him over, Li Fuyong has even killed his own son. I'm afraid he won't listen to me. The Ma family's breeze is better and better."

After taking the things back, Sang Tong let Sang Yu and Mu Rong cook and shut himself in the room.

The "crackling" sound of the iron abacus came out faintly. She didn't even eat dinner, and walked out tiredly after staying in the room until almost ten.

He came to the living room and leaned heavily on the sofa: "Now I understand everything."

Su Sifang put a cup of hot milk in front of Sang Tong in due course: "Eat first?"

"no appetite."

"Then drink this glass of milk and eat some more fruit."

Sang Tong let out a "um" and drank the milk in his hands, the temperature was just right.

Su Sifang pushed the fruit plate in front of Sang Tong again: "Eat fruit."

"Ok."

Sang Yu's eyes widened: Why did she see some...life breath in these two people?

Had it not been for Su Sifang that she was too noble in Sang Yu's heart and she was a monk, she would almost think that the two were dating!

Sang Yu secretly touched Murong: Look at the way Master Xiao Fang looks at my sister!

Mu Rong turned his head and glanced at Sang Yu: "What's the matter?"

Sang Yu curled his lips helplessly: "It's okay!"

Sang Tong wiped his mouth: "I just deduced two sets of books on the third generation. Uncle Li and Aunt Liu have a third-life marriage. This is the second life of the two of them. They should have enjoyed their first life and went to Huangquan together. ."

In the previous life, Uncle Li and Aunt Liu were a farm family, and their children were unable to provide for them in troubled times.

Poor Uncle Li was in his sixties and had to farm. One day, Uncle Li carried a bag of rice to sell to a restaurant in the city.

But as he got older, he was struggling to walk with a hundred kilograms of rice. It was almost dark before he walked halfway.

It happened to see a small restaurant for husband and wife, Uncle Li found the owner of the restaurant with the idea of ​​a try, and after some negotiation, he provided them with rice.

It was about to rain at that time, and the rice could not be sold when it was wet, so I had to sell the rice at a lower price.

However, Uncle Li made a condition: the boss will continue to collect his rice in the future. He is old and the restaurant in the city is too far away.

The boss promised, Uncle Li asked for rice money, but the boss just bought a pig in the morning and asked Uncle Li to pick it up tomorrow.

The unsophisticated Uncle Li didn't doubt that he had him, and left by night.

Woke up early the next day and went to the restaurant to withdraw money. Unexpectedly, the couple turned their faces on the spot and refused to admit that Uncle Li gave them rice.

Uncle Li was angry but arguing with them and had a physical conflict, and finally returned home with a wound, and died the next day in a violent heart attack.

Uncle Li's first seven years, Aunt Liu, who has not yet appeared in his previous life, also passed away and left with her husband.

"The black-hearted couple went to hell after their death. After serving their sentence, the king sentenced them to rebirth to Uncle Li's house, to give Uncle Li and Aunt Liu the end of their lives, and to repay the debt."

Sang Tong sneered and continued: "Yan Wang's thoughts are good, but it is a pity that the country is easy to change and its nature is difficult to change. Some things are embedded in the soul and die once and cannot be changed. Li Xu and Li Xin not only cheat the old but are also quite unfilial. Gao Tang Shangzai made a big fight because of his family’s real estate. Uncle Li simply sold most of the properties, but he was alive and ill. After that, Uncle Li let out a word that he and Aunt Liu would rather donate the money after they died. I didn’t give it to them. Now the siblings were frightened and scrambled to take care of Uncle Li. One day, taking advantage of Aunt Liu’s efforts to buy vegetables and cook, they quarreled with Uncle Li’s bed again because of money problems. He gave Uncle Li a cerebral hemorrhage and died on the spot."

The author has something to say: This short series of stories comes from a reader of mine.

She provided me with this story through a private message on Weibo. As for how she knew it, I won't disclose it here. It has something to do with her own career. There will be a bit of follow-up, which is also her oral account.

Thank you~