My Death God Roommate

After drinking the tea that Hua Yunyue gave, Sang Tong felt better. She did not want to live with Hua Yunyue and saw that Su Sifang was using a rope to tie the polished wood together and the other end tied to her body, so she went down the mountain to help. .

"Sister Tong."

Su Sifang wiped the large beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and soon the beads appeared again.

Sang Tong inserted his fingers into Su Sifang's hair, and fiddled with it twice: "When I return to the base tomorrow, I will shave your hair."

Su Sifang opened his mouth, but was interrupted: "You are a girl after all. Don't rush to do the heavy work and drag one at a time. You may not thank you for your hard work."

Sang Tong untied the rope and pulled out the three extra wooden boards.

Everyone moved several times in a row, and when the move was about to be completed, an anxious Miao language call came from down the mountain.

Lai Ren ran up panting, and it turned out to be the teenage black Miao girl who gave Mu Rong the Gu. She saw Sang Tong and the others snorted and said a series of Miao language to Hua Yunyue.

The latter became serious after hearing this, and said to Sang Tong, "Come with me."

The Black Miao girl whispered a few words with dissatisfaction, Hua Yunyue said earnestly: "She is not an ordinary person, we need her help."

The girl said a few words to Hua Yunyue, bowed deeply and ran down the mountain like flying.

"You come with me."

"Let’s make it clear first."

"An old man in our village has died, and the chief of the village has to go there."

"Forget it, you Miao Village do not welcome outsiders. I will leave you to repair the house and try to fix it in the afternoon and leave tomorrow."

"My master once said to me that if the fool dies one day, there will be a master in the village."

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Sang Tong and Su Sifang rushed to the Miao Village under the mountain with Hua Yunyue, and the rest left to repair the wooden house.

Before Hua Yunyue left, she left a bamboo whistle to Sang Yu, and told her to blow it if she had anything to do.

The old man's body was found at home.It is said that the person has been dead for several days, and the neighbors found him looking for the smell of rotting corpses.

The corpse was parked in the yard where the old man lived before his death, covered with a white cloth of an inappropriate size, covering his head but not his feet.

The air was filled with a faint smell of rancidity. The villagers on the periphery of the courtyard were stacked on top of each other. The village owner did not only stand four people in the courtyard.

They are the old Bai Miao old man with a childlike face, a kind-eyed and kind-eyed Hua Miao old woman, who is invisible to her age, a black-haired woman with wrinkled tattoos and a rickety black Miao woman, and the black who looked for a letter from Huayunyue before. Miao girl.

The people of the three races surrounded the yard one after another, until Hua Yunyue brought Sang Tong and Su Sifang, and the crowded people automatically separated and gave way to a wide road.

Sang Tong noticed that no matter what race they were, they turned their eyes away and dared not look at them. The people standing in front of the aisle squeezed back desperately as if a scourge was passing by in front of them.

Hua Yunyue has long been used to this, she walked briskly into the yard without squinting.

The four people in the courtyard took a step back, not as obvious as the villagers outside, but it is not difficult to see that they are not willing to get too close to Hua Yunyue.

Sang Tong glanced at the corpse on the ground. The deceased was wearing a pair of frayed straw sandals on his feet, and there were some blue-purple corpses exposed below his knees. He had been dead for a while.

Su Sifang chanted the Buddha's horn with his hands folded, lifted the monk's robe on the ground, and sat on the floor with the Buddha beads, reciting the scriptures of death.

The black Miao woman with a rickety figure clicked the crutch in her hand and said a bunch of words in Miao language.

Hua Yunyue replied in Mandarin: "These two are my guests and have some connections with the master, and most of them are more powerful than one person, so don't think about what he is a foreigner."

The woman snorted and said nothing.

Sang Tong squatted next to the corpse and lifted the white cloth to take a glance. The corpse's face was enlarged, eyes and protruding nose and nose were crawling. The facial features were so severely damaged that it was impossible to get effective information from the facial features.

"Uncle Silly is not a person in our stockade. No one knows his actual age or his real name. He... He is a little foolish on weekdays and we all call him Uncle Silly. A rainy night appeared 25 years ago. Our village, drove him many times without success, even knocked him out and threw him to a far place, a few days later, I will find him back by himself, can’t drive him away and see him poorly, so I don’t care about him. Sitting at the entrance of the village is one day, and everybody laughs. Although his brain is not strong, he is surprisingly big. Someone in the village has a wedding or funeral. He is uninvited, and he does his best to help people work and ask for a meal. Eat. Later, the chief of the old village asked someone to build this small courtyard for him here. Uncle Shao was the only foreigner who settled in the village, and we all accepted him. My master once said to me: If one day is silly Uncle is dead, our stockade must have a catastrophe."

Sang Tong's heart jumped, an answer was ready to come out but he did not dare to jump to a conclusion: "Give me an abacus."

"Who has an abacus at home, please take it and borrow it."

The villagers in the periphery ran away, and in a short while they brought in several abacus.Sang Tong picked a handful of them, and sat cross-legged on the ground and put the abacus on his thighs. The rapid rhythm of fingers was heard, and the sound of bead dialing came out.

How many households are there in the village?

The three elders of the three ethnic groups in the hospital reported the number of each ethnic group.

"When did this old man come to the stockade?"

The rickety Hei Po squinted her eyes for a while and then reported a day.

"Are you sure?"

Hei Po snorted displeasedly, and Hua Yunyue squatted beside Sang Tong and explained to her ears: "The few days are the days when her natal Gu was unshelled, and she will definitely not go wrong. It is a matter of Gu Po's secret family. It's not easy to answer you in detail."

Sang Tong nodded, and quickly dialed on the abacus again: "When did you find him?"

A white Miao man stood up and reported the time.

"What's your name?"

"Ma Meng."

"how old?"

"forty three."

"Cracking" Sang Tong finished the last abacus and murmured as he watched the results displayed on the abacus: "It really is the village guard..."

Only Hua Yunyue and Su Sifang heard what Sang Tong said. Hua Yunyue didn't understand the meaning of these three words. Su Sifang stopped chanting when they heard these three words.

If it is really a village guard, there is no need to do super-duty.

The crowd onlookers was dismissed, and the three Sang Tong and the four in the courtyard were invited to the village chief's house. A few years ago, the village of Changxian Died in Laozhai is now managed by his son, but the old man is also in his sixties.

Mrs. Zhaichang poured a cup of tea for each of them and backed out: "Young man, since the Hua family believes in you, you can tell me what is going on with the silly brother."

Sang Tong cleared his throat: "Senior Hua Fengxue is right, your stockade is indeed going to suffer a catastrophe."

Huamiao's Caipo and Shicai's black woman were unhappy. If they weren't worried about Hua Yunyue sitting next to Sang Tong, they would be mercilessly embarrassed.

Hua Yunyue tapped her fingers on the tabletop rhythmically, and glanced at the two opposite people: "You continue talking."

"This old man is the'village guard' of your stockade. There are actually not many people of this kind. It's just that few people pay attention to them. I don't know if you have paid attention to them. Almost every village has such a One or two mentally impaired people. They are often the targets of being bullied by the bad boys in the village. They are ridiculed or chased by throwing stones, but they always smile and never get annoyed or complain. Swearing, let alone fight back."

Hua Yunyue followed Sang Tong's words and thought about it: Although she has never left the village, Sang Tong's description is very close to the fool.

"Of course, not all such intellectually impaired people are village guards, but 100% of the villagers are so-called'intelligently impaired'. Another characteristic of the village guards is that they are very enthusiastic and will help the villagers do something. He doesn’t know how to spend money without asking for anything in return.”

Hua Yunyue nodded: "Uncle Silly is indeed such a person. Over the years, he has done a lot for the village, but he has never heard of the benefits of receiving someone's house. He can eat at most a few meals."

"The village guard came to this world by nature with a mission. His true identity may be one of the monks who have practiced for many generations, or it may be that the grace of the spring in his previous life cannot be repaid. There are many possibilities. They bring it. With the common mission, the power of thought, energy and even wisdom have been sealed to come to this world in order to do good deeds. The saying that the villagers do not die, they will die one hundred percent. Including but not limited to: violent death, drowning, falling off a cliff , Poisoned, struck by lightning, etc., the village guards will sacrifice their lives for the village, and then his mission in this life will be considered complete."

"Are you saying that the death of Uncle Silly was to protect the stockade from disaster?"

"Yes."

"Since Uncle Silly has helped us with the disaster, is the stockade all right?"

Sang Tong shook his head: "It's not that I am alarmist. The death of the village guard is also an important signal left by him. If his body is preserved intact, there is no decay and deterioration, and his demeanor is calm, it means that he is safe to walk away successfully. You see that the old man’s body was severely decayed and died tragically, his eyes bursting out of his eyes, proves that it has failed to prevent the disaster. In other words, what is about to happen in the village can no longer be described as a disaster. It is very likely to be a catastrophe. It’s unstoppable by a village guard alone."

After listening, several Miao elders fell silent.

The author has something to say: Have the babies ever met a "village guard"?