My Death God Roommate

The chief of the village groaned for a while, but he asked Hua Yunyue: "What do you think?"

"Although I have not known Sang Tong for a long time, I know her ability." After a pause, Hua Yunyue turned to Sang Tong and asked: "Can we calculate what kind of catastrophe it is? Or... Is there a way to crack it?"

Sang Tong replied cautiously: "I know what will happen, so I can't tell you."

Hei Po tapped her cane again, and said in Miao language: "Foreigners are just unreliable."

Hua Yunyue also replied in Miao language: "At least people told us the real cause of death of the dumb man?"

"It's not that I deliberately want to sell things. People like us can't talk nonsense. There are hundreds of lives. If unfortunately, even I will be involved in cause and effect."

Sang Tong put his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers against his nose and thought for a long time: "The enemy you are about to face is very powerful, and even I am helpless. If the catastrophe indicated by the fool is really caused by it, then the Miao Village is just one. Start."

Hua Yunyue frowned slightly and cast a look at Sang Tong, who nodded.

The two are tacit: the zombie emperor does not melt bones.

Sang Tong suddenly remembered something: "After being absent for a while, he left the house after speaking."

She quickly walked through the long corridor, came to the courtyard and took out the satellite phone.

"I'm Sang Tong."

"Hello Chief."

"How are things in the village handled?"

"Four rescueable villagers were transferred to a safe laboratory last night. We will first place them in the life capsule and enable the hibernation mode. We will do our best to delay the speed of corpse transformation before the seedlings are developed. In addition, the Central Special Team Instructed to capture a villager who was'unhelpful' as the experimental subject for the development of this seedling cultivation."

"Be careful, living corpses are very infectious, especially at night."

"Yes, we will be very careful, please don't worry about the director."

"If you accidentally get scratched, immediately paste the wound with glutinous rice, and report to me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

"correct."

"Yes."

"Did you find any abnormalities when you burned the village?"

"Report to the Chief, no abnormalities were found."

"How do you deal with the corpses of the villagers?"

"According to the special commissioner's instructions, it was burned with the village."

Sang Tong sighed lightly: "Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"

"They are all missing citizens from flower planters, and the number of missing years varies. Most of them have been declared dead by their families."

"I see. Transfer the call to the special commissioner."

"Yes."

Sang Tong explained the situation in the Miao village to the other party. The death of the silly man who guarded the village pointed to the imminent birth of Non-Huagu. This village is the place where people are closest to Non-Huagu. Food", when it wakes up, it will definitely be too hungry to bring disaster to Miao Village.

Sang Tong proposed that the central team take the staff from the base to evacuate as soon as possible and report the relevant situation to the central government.

But the other party not only didn't appreciate it, but also choked on Sang Tong.

He was full of reasoning, saying that he was in danger, a sense of mission, and a sense of responsibility. The implication was that he didn't pay attention to the little deputy director Sang Tong.The other party believed that he was the leader of Sang Tong, and Sang Tong only had the right to make suggestions, not the power to command.

Sang Tong was caught by the angry Qiqiao’s smoke from the satellite phone and shouted, “Do you know what you’re talking about? That thing is not something ordinary aircraft cannons can deal with, and even thermal missiles can’t track it! You can’t get dozens of tips. The life of a talent is a child's play!"

The other party chuckled: "Comrade Sangtong, since we have been dispatched to the front line by the Central Committee, it is absolutely impossible for us to flee before the war has started. I will report your valuable opinions to the Central Committee. The specific decision will have to wait until experts discuss it. ."

Sang Tong's knuckles turned white while holding the phone, and her chest rose and fell sharply: "There is no time! There is no time, do you understand?!" If it wasn't for a critical juncture, Sang Tong really wanted to break his vows.

She turned around anxiously, thinking about how to convince each other, but after turning 90 degrees, she stayed where she was.

Su Sifang and Hua Yunyue stood at the door and looked at her. They didn't know how long they had been here, and they heard her a little bit.

Sang Tong looked at Su Sifang and caught the disappointment in the opponent's eyes, and his heart tightened: "Hang up first."

Sang Tong pretends to be calm and hides the panic in his heart: "When did you come?"

Su Sifang watched Sang Tong and didn't answer, Hua Yunyue slammed Su Sifang: "I just arrived."

At this moment, Sang Tong felt his heart sink.

Su Sifang heard it all.

What she had been trying to avoid still happened.

With the opponent’s personality and the education that he has been exposed to since childhood, it is absolutely impossible to accept such things as "Huosuga Life", let alone hundreds of them?

Hua Yunyue felt the strangeness between the two: "I'll go back and discuss with the chief of the village. You guys will talk."

Sang Tong nodded, the disappointment and strangeness in Su Sifang's eyes stung her heart.

Hua Yunyue walked for a few minutes before Sang Tong strode forward to Su Sifang: "When did you come?"

Su Sifang's hand holding the Buddha beads stopped: "I have been following the senior sister."

Sang Tong lowered his head and bit his lip: "Listen to me..."

"it is good."

"It's not what you think..."

"Senior Sister Tong wants to tell me that there are difficulties in your decision? Sister can know how much hardship the six realms of reincarnation need to endure, and how many hardships they endure?"

...

"Sister Tong, that's hundreds of lives!"

Su Sifang had never spoken to her so loudly before, and it turned out that the Buddha would be angry.

Sang Tong’s lips were filled with a bitter curve, and Su Sifang had not changed, she was still the eminent monk who was compassionate and compassionate.

That's great.

Sang Tong slowly raised his head: "I have always been such a person. You won't know it today, do you?"

"Senior Sister?"

Sang Tong resisted the throbbing pain in her heart. After so many days, she was finally able to face Su Sifang. She was not slow. She knew that she was just running away, but what should come is still coming.

"Yes, I gave the order. It's very simple. The villagers are too seriously infected to save the value. Instead of letting them use their corpse energy to feed them as a wake-up meal, it is better to give them a happy meal. I am special. The acting director of the Incident Handling Bureau naturally cannot compare with you in considering the problem. Su Sifang, do we understand it differently?"

"But the Taoists also pay attention to the Dao Zhengxin?"

"Ha! Dadao Zhengxin? I have never thought about pursuing Dadao and why we need to ask for it? So, we two have nothing in common. I am a layman willing to serve politics. You are a large number of closed disciples. Dao monk, after returning to the base, I will arrange for someone to take you back to Xi Zang. I thank you for your help during this period of time on behalf of the bureau. Also, I did not deceive you out to hide it from you. Please do not tell me about this. My sister, everything else is up to you."

...

Hua Yunyue came to Sang Tong again and went back, leaving Su Quartet standing alone at a loss.

The two walked side by side through Nobunaga's gloomy corridor, Hua Yunyue asked softly: "Are you okay?"

"I am fine."

When she came to the door, Hua Yunyue blocked Sang Tong’s hand pushing the door: “There may be differences of opinion. The flower woman is over eighty years old. Even my master is not sure how old the black woman is. Years old. Zhaichang and Uncle Bai are a little younger and over sixty years old. Although Ali is young, she was born in a family of Gu, and the natal gu in her body is currently only a generation gu. In the future, her mother will inherit from generation to generation before her mother dies. The natal Gu flies into her body, so please uphold the traditional virtue of'respecting the old and loving the young' and say a few words. I don't mind to solve the Gu for you again, if you want."

Sang Tong glared at Hua Yunyue and opened the door.

Several people in the room were arguing in Miao language. Hei Po stood up and her rickety waist was straightened a bit, and her walking stick hit the ground "bang-bang", very excited.

Even seeing Sang Tong come back, he didn't mean to stop.

From the standpoint of the position, the conflict between Hei Po and Hua Po Bai Bo was seen. The village chief persuaded him to reconcile, and A Li held his arms and looked away from a distance.

Hua Yunyue explained in a low voice: "Hua Po and Uncle Bai agreed to take their respective tribes out to take shelter. Hei Po said that this is the root of our Miao people, and our ancestors have lain here. The most important thing for Gu Po is to inherit that she does not agree. After leaving, Ali is also a Black Miao, and even if he has different opinions, he will not show it to foreigners."

"Everyone, please listen to me."

Hua Yunyue persuaded A Li to help the black woman for a long time, and the few people returned to their respective positions.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open again, and Su Sifang walked in and silently returned to his position.

Sang Tongquan pretended not to see it, and said, "I want to ask you a question, and I hope you can give me advice. I read a story in an ancient book, saying that 800 years ago in southern Xinjiang, there was a Gu Po and a dozen monks. , Warlocks, capable men, have eliminated the zombie royal family without bones. I dare to ask, who is sure to eliminate the bones like this predecessor back then?"

"My Bai Miao people use Gu to save people and heal people. You have to ask Black Miao about this."

Hei Po snorted coldly: "I know the story you told. Eight hundred years ago, the common patriarch of our Miao nationality was the senior in your mouth." A trace of sadness flashed in the Hei Po's eyes, and the wrinkles on her face became deeper. .