My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong threw away the towel, rushed behind Sang Yu and hugged her tightly: "Sang Yu, calm down!"

Not only did Sang Yu not listen to Mu Rong's advice, but he became even more manic and gave Mu Rong an elbow.

This hit on the waist, Murong broke out in a cold sweat unprepared for the pain, one hand pressed the hit place, and the other hand held Sang Yu stubbornly.

The intense pain made Murong unable to straighten his waist, so he had to stick his body against Sang Yu's back, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said with heartache: "You don't even want me?"

After finishing speaking, a blue-purple light flashed through Sang Yu's eyes, and Sang Yu stopped and slowly regained her clarity.

"Sister Tongtong?"

Just as Sang Tong was about to have a seizure, he paused when he heard a familiar voice.

Sang Yu turned around in astonishment when she remembered what she had done just now. Seeing Murong's pained expression, she felt extremely regretful: "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. Does it hurt? Where did I hit you? Show me look!"

Mu Rong held Sang Yu's shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief, enduring the pain and smiling: "Are you okay?"

"I'll help you sit down."

Sang Yu supported Mu Rong to sit on the sofa, regardless of the people beside him, anxiously opened Mu Rong's clothes.

There is a piece of red on Murong's waist and ribs, and the center of the impact point is glowing blue.

Murong grabbed Sang Yu's hand and pulled off his clothes: "It's okay, how strong can you be, it doesn't hurt."

Sang Yu lowered her head with red eyes: "I'm sorry."

Murong patted Sang Yu's head and slid it onto his cheek, "I know you didn't mean it, so don't blame yourself, okay?"

Sang Yu nodded with difficulty, and solemnly apologized to Sang Tong: "Sister Tong Tong, I'm sorry"

"I can't blame you for this incident, but I want to investigate this game."

Hearing the word "game", Sang Yu couldn't help feeling a surge of longing, but this time she gritted her teeth and suppressed it.

"I won't use my mobile phone for a while, sister, please keep it for me."

"You don't tell me that's what I plan to do."

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

Sang Tong sat next to Sang Yu, held her hand and comforted her, "Don't be sad, the bureau will analyze the result soon."

"Ah."

Sang Tong narrowed her eyes, relying on her keen intuition, she thought of something deeper: cultural opium.

It is not a simple matter for a country to develop long-term stability and stability, especially a comprehensive country like a flower grower.

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

Sang Yu's Internet addiction is serious, and now she has every reason to suspect that this is an invasion of the Internet, culture and theology.

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

The intentions of the organization behind the scenes to override all these are obvious. The audience of mobile games is mostly young people, and the influence of people over the age of 35 is relatively small.

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 or twenty years.

Fortunately, Sang Yu discovered this game by mistake, which can be regarded as a meritorious service.

Mu Rong held Sang Yu's shoulders and apologized: "I'm sorry, I should have found out earlier."

"It's not your fault, it's all my fault."

"I will ask Hao Jiefang for help during this time, try to only go out once a week, and stay with you at home more often. On the day I am not around, you can come and live here."

"Listen to you."

"Okay, this matter is not as serious as you think, as long as Yu Wa'er realizes the harm of that game, everything will be fine."

"Su Sifang, please go for me with Yu Wa'er, go to the shop and get back all my lockboxes. In addition, there is an iron abacus in the drawer on my left, which must be taken back."

Sang Tong handed over a bunch of keys to Su Sifang: "By the way, I will go buy some food with Yu Wa'er."

"it is good."

……

After the two left, Sang Tong suddenly asked, "Where did you put the donkey skin drum and the magic 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 in judging people."

"Thank you for the compliment."

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

"Hold on."

Mu Rong came out of his body and called Hao Jiefang. The other party was silent for a moment after listening to Mu Rong's narration: "Wait a minute, I'm at work, let the people from the night department below help me."

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 go to the underworld to report, and he was released after going through the necessary procedures. Maybe the underworld will not accept him."

"Is there any way you can find him?"

"You know this. Once the dead soul drinks the Wanghun Soup and gets the ghost's 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 last time? Can you always tell me?"

"He asked me to keep these two artifacts for him, and remember the truth about Yuexiang Village. If he dies, please let me go to Changbai Mountain to retrieve the golden knife for him. He said that it is a national thing and nothing should be lost in his hands. One thing, he also gave me a number, asking me to call the owner of the number who gave all three things after his death."

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

"What about the number?"

"Here." Mu Rong pointed to his head.

Sang Tong recited a series of numbers without thinking: "Is this it?"

Mu Rong nodded.

"Since Zeng Tianhan trusts him, I'll ask him to tell you personally, okay?"

Sang Tong pressed a series of numbers and held them up in front of Murong, and pressed the call button.

The phone was connected, and the hands-free button was pressed again.

"Director, I am Sang Tong."

"what's up?"

"It's like this. I want to borrow a magic weapon from the Ma family, can I?"

"Have you found Zeng Tianhan?"

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

"Where's the golden knife?"

"Still at Ma's house."

"Approved your application, please keep it safe."

"understood."

"After dealing with this matter, don't accept civil work again."

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

"understood."

Mu Rong went home and fetched the magic whip and the donkey skin drum and handed them to Sang Tong, who said in surprise, "You just put the things at home?"

"I check every day."

"Are you not afraid that I will snatch it?"

"With mulberry elm, you can't do it."

Sang Tong gave Mu Rong a hard look, this feeling of being pinched seven inches by someone is really bad, especially when the person he cares about the most is dating this person!

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

"Well, although I have the means to ask him to come here, but Li Fuyong even harmed his own son, I'm afraid he won't listen to me. The Ma family's Qingfeng tune is easier to use."

After getting the things back, Sang Tong asked Sang Yu and Murong to cook, and shut himself in the room.

The sound of "crackling" from the iron abacus could be heard faintly. She didn't even eat dinner, and stayed in the room until almost ten o'clock before coming out with a tired face.

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 at the right time: "Eat first?"

"no appetite."

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

Sang Tong gave a "hmm" and drank the milk, the temperature was just right.

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

"Ah."

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

If Su Sifang hadn't been too noble and a monk in Sang Yu's heart, she would have almost thought that these two were dating!

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

Murong turned to look at Sang Yu: "What's wrong?"

Sang Yu pouted helplessly: "It's okay!"

Sang Tong wiped his mouth: "I just deduced two sets of books of three generations. There is a marriage between Uncle Li and Aunt Liu. This is their second life. .”

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

Poor Uncle Li is over 60 years old and still has to farm to make ends meet. One day, Uncle Li carried a bag of rice and went out to sell it to a restaurant in the city.

But he was getting old, and it was difficult for him to walk with a hundred catties of rice on his back. It was getting dark and he had only walked half the distance.

Just happened to see a small husband and wife restaurant. Uncle Li approached the owner of the restaurant with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and after some negotiation, he supplied rice to them.

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

But Uncle Li put forward a condition: the boss will continue to accept his rice in the future, he is old, and the restaurants in the city are too far away.

The boss fully agreed, but Uncle Li asked for rice money, but the boss asked Uncle Li to pick it up tomorrow on the pretext that he had just purchased a pig this morning and couldn't handle the cash.

The simple and honest Uncle Li didn't suspect 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 had given them rice.

Uncle Li was so angry that he argued with them and had a physical conflict. He finally returned home with injuries all over his body, and died the next day in a hurry.

Uncle Li's first seven Aunt Liu, who had not yet been born in her previous life, also passed away and went with her husband.

"The unscrupulous couple went to hell after they died. After they were released from prison, the King of Hades sentenced them to be reborn in Uncle Li's house, to give Uncle Li and Aunt Liu a retirement pension, and to repay the debt of this past life."

Sang Tong sneered, and continued: "Yan Wang's idea is good, but it's a pity that the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Some things have long been embedded in the soul and cannot be changed after death. Li Xu and Li Xin are not only gnawing on the old, but also quite unfilial. Uncle Li simply sold most of the real estate because of the big fight over the family’s real estate, but he was so angry that he fell ill. Afterwards, Uncle Li said that after he and Aunt Liu died, he would rather donate the money They didn't give it to them either. Now the siblings were frightened and rushed to take care of Uncle Li. One day, while Aunt Liu was shopping and cooking, they quarreled again because of the money issue in front of Uncle Li's hospital bed. He gave Uncle Li a cerebral hemorrhage and died on the spot."

The author has something to say: This small series of stories comes from one of my readers.

She provided me with this story through a private message on Weibo. As for how she knew it, I won’t reveal it here. It is related to her own career. There is a little more in the follow-up, which is also her dictation.

Thank you~