My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong stared at Wang Hao for a long time before sitting down slowly.

Sang Tong's heart was heavy: Wang Hao's appearance disrupted her layout, and also ended the possibility of Sang Yu and Mu Rong getting out of the matter.

Not to mention the two of them, even Sang Tong was not fully sure of escaping from Wang Hao.

The supernatural function itself is a mysterious field. Wang Hao joined the Bureau of Special Events at the age of 15 and became the section chief at the age of 16. He has held the top spot in the supernatural function department for ten years.

It can be said that he has experienced many battles, and the people under him have changed one crop after another, most of them died in the mission, but he is the only one who can not fall down.

According to his performance in recent years, many people think that he is the best candidate for the next generation of director. In order to protect this "trump card", Wang Hao's ability is the top secret that will not be released for life.

The friendship between Sang Tong and Wang Hao was established after a mission. The two of them were the only survivors of that mission. The pain of losing their comrades narrowed the distance between the two. The common experience of narrow escape made them feel sympathetic.

Sang Tong knew very well: her luck in surviving that mission was largely due to her luck, compared to Wang Hao, who was not injured at all, seemed even more unpredictable.

Wang Hao's arrival made Sang Tong feel uneasy.Although he is capable, no one wants to work with him. The reason is very simple: as long as Wang Hao participates in the task, he must be accompanied by death.

Director Niu waved his hand: "You two, take it easy, come and sit down. Ah Hao didn't do anything rude, right?"

Sang Yu and Murong sat next to Sang Tong on the left and right, while Wang Hao sat next to Director Niu.

In the silence, the director leisurely took a sip from his teacup: "Now that everyone is here, we can start."

"Director, please consider my opinion!"

Director Niu put down his teacup, smiled and said calmly: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, don't you think so?"

Although these words were answered by Sang Tong, but what he looked at was Sang Yu, who suddenly felt that there was something important in this seemingly kind gaze, which made it impossible to escape or refuse.

He could only bite the bullet and nodded, then immediately turned his eyes away.

Director Niu turned his attention to Sang Tong again: "You are also an old comrade in the bureau, and you should learn a lot from your sister in terms of self-awareness."

Sang Tong hesitated to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to speak. At this moment, Mu Rong, who had been very quiet, suddenly said: "I don't agree."

Director Niu twitched his brows, and turned to look at Mu Rong with gentle eyes: "Murong, right? I haven't had time to thank you, thanks to the innocent young spirits who have been trapped in Jiajia Xinmatri for 30 years." You, at the end of this mission, the Bureau will give a unified commendation."

"No, I just did what I think is right. I don't agree with what you just said."

"It's good not to be famous. But the commendation is still to be commended. You don't know the specific content of this mission yet, do you?"

"……Um."

"Why don't you listen to me first, I didn't have time to tell Sang Tong some of the inside story."

"No matter what the reason is, my position will not change. Sang Yu is just an ordinary citizen and has no obligation to be involved in such a dangerous matter."

Director Niu smiled noncommittally, as if he didn't mind Murong's "rudeness" at all: "There was an anomaly in the southwest region last June, and I sent a team to control the situation. After eight months of struggle, the team All the staff lost contact and only Wang Hao came back. Three years ago, there were many tragedies in Huahua’s territory. After investigation, we found something in common. Do you still remember A Ming who lived in 402 before?”

Sang Yu and Murong looked at each other and nodded.

Director Niu continued: "This music box was mass-produced by Dongyang Club during World War II. At that time, Fusang country was attacking flower growers with all its strength. Even female students were sent to the front line to work as logistics and nurses. Behind Dongyang Club It is an ancient and mysterious consortium. They provided great support for the aggression of the Fusang country, and sent a music box to every Fusang student who went to the front line. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, some of these music boxes were damaged and some were lost overseas. The rest are left in our flower planter. This is not a simple music box, but their successors left in our country. There are a group of yin and yang warlocks under that consortium. They added a sorcery to the music box, which suddenly triggered , causing a massacre of innocent citizens who had collected the music box, this Mr. Amin is the only survivor, thanks to you.”

"Fusang Kingdom's wolf ambitions have never stopped. After organizational research, it was decided to send Comrade Sang Tong to the northeast region to lurk. Do you still remember the sound of high-heeled shoes in the bathroom of Jiajia Commercial Building?"

The expressions of Mu Rong and Sang Yu were exactly the same, they were both suddenly enlightened and unbelievable.

Director Niu stopped at the right time and pushed forward the two confidentiality agreements: "The following matters involve too many secrets. If you want to hear the agreement, sign the agreement first."

He smiled again and said to Murong: "Don't worry, the confidentiality agreement is just a procedure, even if you sign it, I won't force you to do anything."

Sang Yu turned her head and looked at Sang Tong eagerly, and had to admit that Director Niu's story is very attractive. Two seemingly unrelated things actually hide a huge chess game behind them!

Sang Tong picked up Sang Yu's confidentiality agreement and read it carefully: "If you want to hear the truth, sign it."

Sang Yu's eyes sparkled, and the signature was done in one go, and Mu Rong signed his name when he saw it.

Director Niu took another sip from his teacup and said, "The reason for the high heels is that a female ghost was trapped in the bathroom and could not get out, and what trapped her was a soul arresting array that had been lost for 80 years. It was recorded in In an ancient book called "The Secret Art of Lu Gong", the author of this book is Lu Ban, the legendary patriarch of the carpenter. Most of the ancient houses are of wooden frame structure. Carpentry was once one of the very respected professions, but they did not Without the ability to supersede ghosts, what should we do if the ancestral house is haunted or ghosts come into the house? There is this trick "Soul Containing Formation". People are isolated, but spells with the best intentions can still harm people in the hands of bad people. During the Anti-Japanese War, flower growers lost not only the lives of countless ancestors, but also many precious ancient books. The whereabouts of many precious ancient books are unknown in that catastrophe. 'The reappearance has aroused great attention in the bureau, and we finally determined that "Lu Gong's Secret Art" was exiled to Fusang country."

Sang Yu asked, "You mean... the tragedy in Jiajia Mall was done by Fusang people?"

Director Niu smiled and said: "Don't worry." Then he waved his hand, and one of the men who had been standing behind him took out a palm-sized cube from his arms and handed it to Director Niu.

Director Niu held the cube in his palm and looked up, a blue light came out and quickly identified the iris.

With a beep, a coin-sized fingerprint scanner popped out of the cube.

Director Niu put the cube on the coffee table and pressed his thumb on the scanner.

A blue three-dimensional screen appeared in front of everyone, and several numbered folders were arranged on the screen.

Director Niu raised his hand, and the screen made of blue light was actually the same as the touch screen of a mobile phone. The folders on it quickly slid, and Director Niu stretched out his hand to stop the screen precisely.

He opened a folder, and a drawing made of countless dots popped up.

The eye-catching red dots on the drawing constitute six swords, with their tips pointing in the same direction.

Director Niu drew a circle with his finger against the tip of the sword, which just formed a circle.

"This is the Yellow Desert Ridge." After speaking, he pulled it in two directions with both hands, and the picture was enlarged.

Murong said in astonishment: "Is this a bird's-eye view of Shanyang City?"

Director Niu nodded: "Not only Shanyang City, but also several neighboring cities."

He zoomed the screen to the maximum, pointed to one of the red dots and said: "Look, this point is the haunted restroom of Jiajia Mall, and this point is the fire site of a small former steel mill, where the innocent children you rescued us."

As soon as the words fell, Director Niu folded his hands together and the view shrunk down, changing back to the pattern of six swords pointing at one place.

"We followed the clues and conducted a big data investigation. After the Fusang Kingdom announced its surrender, we marked the vicious supernatural events in the Northeast region that may be suspected of involving foreign forces in the form of red dots, and optimized the analysis to remove the cover-up method to form this graphic. Six swords pointing Looking at the Yellow Desert Ridge, look here again."

Director Niu clicked on the center of the circle: "This is the mass grave in Huangsha Desert Ridge. After the Fusang National Consortium acquired this land by attracting investment, they built a kimono doll building on top of the mass grave."

Zeng Tianhan stared blankly at the blueprint in front of him: "My God..."

Director Niu sighed softly: "After the war ended, we placed a group of comrades in Fusang country. After three generations of hard work, finally one comrade broke into the high-level of this consortium. According to the information, there is a mysterious ancient book in this ancient consortium, which records a legend: the god in charge of the sun in the Fusang myth is also called Amaterasu; this Amaterasu has six grass pheasant swords. That book It is said that if you can gather all six Grass Pheasant Swords and sacrifice the souls of thousands of people, you can open the door to the Yellow Spring Kingdom."

Director Niu glanced at the five people sitting in front of him, and said solemnly: "If the gate of Huangquan Kingdom is opened, countless evil spirits and ghosts will flock to the world. All economic buildings will be destroyed, ghosts will control people's hearts and cause social riots, buildings will collapse overnight, and people will die."

The author has something to say: I finally feel better after writing this~.

The main line hidden behind one supernatural event after another finally surfaced.

Hey hey hey.

Do you think this novel is just a small theater for subduing demons? NO! ! ! ! !

This is a shocking brain hole that I have racked my brains for days!

It can be said that from the first supernatural event, the main line unfolded.

Akimbo, don't talk, let me swell for a while!