My Death God Roommate

"My mother didn't mean it. My mother wanted to do her best when my grandfather was seriously ill, but she couldn't help listening to her complaints. There was a conflict with her uncle, and the two sides cut off contact in anger, we... "

"If I have a good estimate, your family has paid off the debt that year and still has some savings, right?"

"……Yes."

"Your mother is your grandfather and grandmother's favorite child. Otherwise, they won't give all of their money to help your family pay off the debt. Have you ever thought that they might not be able to pay for it?"

"I tried to persuade my mother, but the relationship has broken down. After my grandfather passed away, my uncle sold the house and changed his residence."

"People are doing things and they are watching. There are things that escape this life and cannot escape the next life. Your grandfather's medical treatment and the end-of-life payment and your grandmother's pension expenses cannot be saved by your family, understand?"

"what do you mean?"

"This money is either spent on the elderly or on the children, and that's all for Miss Qu."

"I understand."

"Miss Qu, abide by filial piety is the traditional virtue of our flower-growing nation, and it is not difficult to practice it under your family's conditions."

"Thank you Master Sang."

"Yuwaer, send me Miss Qu."

"Miss Qu, please."

Sang Yu asked Qu Tingting away curiously, "Is that why Qu Zhaodi has no soul?"

"Well, Qu Tingting's grandfather and grandmother loved the daughter of Aunt Wang very much. When Mr. Wang passed away, he left with a grievance. Qu Zhaodi was not saved but there are not many incidents left for Aunt Wang. The child is three years old. From now on, the Tianling Gai will slowly close, and the soul will not be able to return after three years of age."

"What about Aunt Liu?"

"Wait a few days, someone can invite Uncle Li's soul."

...

In this way, another seven days passed. During this period, Mu Rong and Sang Yuqing ran every morning, went shopping, watched movies, tasted food, and watched art exhibitions, actively helping Sang Yu to quit internet addiction.

And Sang Tong seems to have succeeded Sang Yu as a "head-down clan". She checked a lot of information about "NPC's Dream", including game forums and post bars.

In just one month since the game was released, the forum has nearly 300,000 posts, and the number of followers on Tieba has broken one million.

The popularity can be called the first mobile game of the year, and the development company of this game is just a little-known studio.

Sang Tong found the studio's previous work, which is totally different from "NPC's Dream", but with this game they rank among the first-class platforms. Major industry magazines and headlines have reported relevant reports.

What's even more bizarre is that this studio was able to get the funds back in less than a month. It invited several popular little fresh meats to endorsements, and it virtually attracted a group of teenage fans to join the game.

Looking at these shocking data, Sang Tong's mood became heavier. She had reported the situation a long time ago, but this time the feedback in the bureau that had always been vigorous was unusually slow.

Sangtong knocked on the door of 403 at ten o'clock in the night.

"Are you asleep? Come here."

"Sang Yu didn't sleep either, can we go there together?"

"Row."

At 402, Mu Rong met an old acquaintance.

After looking at it for a while, Mu Rong saw that the man with hair hanging down to the bridge of his nose and cheeks was Zeng Tianhan.

Sang Yu cried out in surprise: "Brother Han?"

"Zeng Tianhan, why are you back?"

Zeng Tianhan raised his head and glanced at the greasy hair ends blocking his eyes. He crossed his hands on his legs and his nails were very long. It is not difficult to see that he had been hiding very hard during this period.

Zeng Tianhan nodded to Mu Rong and then closed his gaze back, placing a donkey drum and a magic whip in front of him.

Sang Tong took out the change of clothes he had prepared long ago and handed it to Zeng Tianhan: "Go take a bath and do business. I have imposed a shielding curse on you. I can't track you down in the bureau. Even if I find my way to protect you. ."

Zeng Tianhan gave a cold snort and did not answer, and Sang Tong raised the decibel: "I have explained everything that should be explained. If I really have vicious thoughts about you, do you think you can escape from Wang Hao's hands?"

Mu Rong took the change of clothes and handed it to Zeng Tianhan: "It's more comfortable to take a bath. If you still believe me, I can testify for Sang Tong. Find time for us to talk. I will give you a reasonable explanation, okay? "

Zeng Tianhan took the clothes and went into the bathroom. Sang Yu asked in surprise, "Sister, what are you talking about? Why is Brother Han here."

Sang Tong skipped the first question: "I asked Liu Erniang to help find him. At present, he is the only person who can play this donkey drum in the entire flower planter. We need to solve the problem of Uncle Li as soon as possible."

After speaking, Sang Tong picked up the donkey-skin drum and tapped it, and the divine drum made a weak muffled sound.

After Zeng Tianhan came out of the shower, Sang Tong put him on the chair and took out a tweezer and handed it to Mu Rong: "You help him push his hair, and the provincial people think I will murder him again."

Mu Rong reluctantly took the fader: "You all go over there and sit for a while, leave it to me here."

Mu Rong looked at the fader in his hand: "What hairstyle do you want to cut?"

Zeng Tianhan said casually: "Push it, push it all."

...

The bald head is really a hairstyle that tests the value of the face. For example, Su Sifang has a special beauty in such a hairstyle, while Zeng Tianhan is inexplicably happy.

When he came to the crowd with a bald head, a burst of festive laughter broke out in the living room, and even Sang Tong's anger was mostly gone.

Zeng Tianhan picked up the baby he had missed for several months and rubbed it carefully: "What do I need to do?"

"Please sing Qingfeng Tune, Li Fuyong's ancestral home in Shanyang, he passed away on December 3rd of the lunar calendar last year."

Zeng Tianhan took a deep breath and shook the donkey drum: "Boom!" The drum sound was crisp.

With a burst of close drum beats, Zeng Tianhan babbled and sang the unique lyrics of Shamanism.

The air in the living room was obviously lowered, the sound of whimpering wind came from outside the window, and the sound of mountains being scraped from the window.

However, Li Fuyong's soul did not appear.

Zeng Tianhan yelled: "Bring the kitchen knife!"

Sang Yu ran to the kitchen and took a kitchen knife and handed it to Zeng Tianhan: "Brother Han!"

Zeng Tianhan took the kitchen knife and hit the drum with the back of the knife: "Boom!"

"Bold and refreshing, after hearing the'three orders and five applications', did you show up quickly? Do you want to taste the taste of the whip?"

With that, hit the drum face twice.

With a "pop", the water glass placed on the coffee table exploded for no reason, and the ceiling light in the living room also flashed.

Sang Yu shrank behind Mu Rong in fright and pulled her skirts, sticking out her head.

A dark figure appeared outside the window. It was an old man who described it as a withered man. He was wearing a black jacket with a cross-section gown, showing hatred.

Mu Rong handed the soul body to Sang Yu, threw out the soul lock chain and bound Li Fuyong.

A black light burst from Li Fuyong's body, and the soul chain flew back to Mu Rong's hands.

"what happened?"

Li Fuyong still maintained the state he had when he died, his pale face and black lips, because he was protruding from his alive eyes, he was round and round.

He looked around for a week and said fiercely: "You guys don't be nosy, this is my housework!"

Sang Tong read Li Fuyong's name and lit a fine incense. The curled cigarette floated towards Li Fuyong, and he took a deep breath.

Seeing Li Fuyong accepted her gift, Sang Tong said with a smile: "Uncle Li, we all know the grievances your two lives have suffered. I invite you over today to talk to you about Aunt Liu."

"What's up with her?"

"Uncle Li, you and Aunt Liu have been in the same boat for a lifetime. You know her character. Although Li Xu and Li Xin are not filial, after all, Aunt Liu gave birth to a child in October, and spent countless efforts to pull the growing up flesh and blood. You left cruelly and left auntie alone. After all, she is in her sixties. She lost her beloved son a few days ago. If there is another accident with our only daughter, we are really afraid that Auntie cannot bear it."

Li Fuyong was silent for a while, and said blankly: "Fengzhi has a hard life, and I have not enjoyed any blessings in my two lives."

"Then can you spare Li Xin?"

Li Fuyong said decisively: "Dreaming!"

Sang Tong frowned, and Li Fuyong roared excitedly: "No matter what benefits you promised me, I won't leave! I have a debt and a debtor. They owe me the two lives. I must get it back! Me and Fengzhi will still be a husband and wife in the next life, and I will make up for her in my next life. You don't need to worry about it!"

Mu Rong took the conversation: "Li Xin is also your daughter after all. Her sins are punished by the underworld. You will be punished by the underworld for your murder. Why do you have to do it for them..."

Li Fuyong snorted coldly: "Since I dare to come, I have the confidence to deal with you. Look at what this is!"

Li Fuyong spread out his palm, and a black token floated above his palm, similar in shape to the one thrown by the ancient county magistrate when he was convicted.

Mu Rong exclaimed: "Black order for debt collection?"

"what is this?"

Mu Rong sighed softly: "Zeng Tianhan, let Uncle Li leave."

Zeng Tianhan released Li Fuyong without saying a word. The latter grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and disappeared.

"What's going on? The matter hasn't been resolved yet, why did you let people go?"

Mu Rong glanced at Sang Tong and explained: "He has a black order for debt collection from His Royal Highness, and no one can help him. With his token, as long as he speaks to all officials for convenience, this is The terms written in the law. There are four colors of the debt collection order: green, gray, blue and black, which are held by His Royal Highness. Black is the heaviest one. Once the black order is issued, the debt collection order will never stop. "

"Some living people have serious sins. His Royal Highness will issue a debt collection order to the victim at his discretion, holding people who can walk through the yin and yang, until all the debt tokens are recovered. We can't save Li Xin, even if Li Fuyong is willing to give up In the near future, His Royal Highness will send the two adults of Tau Tau Ma Mian to seduce her soul. They have done too many crimes and drained their life, and they will not be able to escape this life report."