My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong told several people about the phone call, and Murong said: "The people in this village are very unfriendly. My opinion is that if you can't find Hua Fengxue, you should return to the helicopter immediately, find a place to settle down, or simply go back to the base and come back another day. , it was getting dark soon and we didn't even have a place to stay."

Of course, Sang Tong knew that what Mu Rong said was reasonable, but wouldn't it be wrong to go back at this time and break what happened in the village?

"Buhua Gu was born at some point, and we don't have much time left. Hua Fengxue is a trump card. We must find her, or at least ask what happened to this house."

"Aren't you afraid of being tricked?"

"Let's go ask Bai Miao and Hua Miao, and try to ask men."

"Let's go."

A few people turned back, and after walking for a while, there were more and more people around. Murong saw a young girl in bright clothes, motioned to Sang Tong, and walked forward: "Hi, may I bother you for a few minutes to inquire about something?" something?"

The girl looked Murong up and down and asked in blunt Mandarin, "Where did you come from?"

"northeast."

"Why did you come to our village?"

"Looking for someone."

A trace of suspicion flashed in the girl's eyes, she looked back past Murong, and saw that most of the people in this group were thin and weak women: "Who are you looking for?"

"Do you know why the bamboo building turned into ruins at the end of this road?"

The woman's eyes widened instantly, and her face became unnatural.

She took a step back subconsciously, and walked away like a snake and scorpion. Murong called twice and the other party didn't even turn her head.

Mu Rong turned his head and glanced at Sang Tong, who's heart sank.

What happened here, or what Hua Fengxue did after leaving the Special Incident Management Bureau? The villager just now obviously knew about the ruins and was very afraid of them.

What was it about the ruins that frightened her?

Or the people who live in the original site?

Several people continued to move forward, and picked out a white seedling man with a good-looking face: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

The old man took a few sips of the hookah "gurgling", nodded with a comfortable expression.

Murong squatted down, looked up at the man and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, do you know what happened to the ruins at the end of this road?"

The old man squinted his eyes, and said in more blunt Mandarin than the white Miao woman just now: "People from other villages don't mind their own business."

"To be honest, we are actually here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Looking for someone who lived in that building?"

Murong nodded, the old man's complexion darkened, and he waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, I don't know about Hei Miao."

Murong hit a snag again and returned helplessly.

Sang Yu said: "Sister Tongtong, should we change our strategy? Didn't you say that the relationship between the white Miao and the black Miao is not good? Why don't we just ask the black Miao people?"

"But the Black Miao people are too dangerous."

"Let's pick a man and ask him?"

Wang Hao patted Sang Tong on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Did you forget something?"

"what?"

"Money can turn ghosts around. If you ask so dryly, who will tell you?"

"...I didn't bring any money."

Wang Hao opened the backpack and took out a few pink tickets, rolled them into rolls and stuffed them secretly in the palm of his hand to Sang Tong: "Don't reveal Fu, remember to return it to me when you get back."

Sang Tong gave Wang Hao a blank look: "Stingy."

Wang Hao said seriously: "It's not easy for me to make money."

Sang Tong walked around the village with his people, and saw a single boy with black seedlings on a small road. The boy was walking towards them with a sickle in his hand and chopped firewood on his back.

Sang Tong told the others to stay put and walked over with Murong: "Brother."

The boy jumped back, holding the gleaming scythe on his chest with a look of vigilance.

Sang Tong smiled, pulled Mu Rong and took a step back: "We don't have any malicious intentions, and I'm asking you something, it's not in vain."

Speaking of which, Sang Tong waved the ticket in his hand: "Just tell us, the money is yours."

For a teenager in this backwater village, the 200 yuan is very tempting.

The boy put down the sickle: "Give it to me?"

Sang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the country is doing a good job in promoting Putonghua. This boy's Putonghua is much better than those two just now.

"It's for you, if you can tell us."

The boy put down the sickle and stared at the pink corner in Sang Tong's hand.

Sang Tong and Mu Rong looked at each other, and the two came forward together, Sang Tong lowered his voice and asked: "Is there a person named Hua Fengxue in this village?"

The boy was alert again and the longing in his eyes faded.

Sang Tong made a quick decision: "You tell me, I'll add another 200 yuan."

"Really?"

"Lie, you hacked me with a sickle."

The boy swallowed and said, looked back cautiously, saw that there was no one on the road, looked at the money in Sang Tong's hand and swallowed: "She is dead."

"died!?"

The boy nodded, and stretched out his hand to grab the note in Sang Tong's hand.

Sang Tong gave 100 yuan to the boy but stopped him: "Answer a few more questions for me, [-] yuan per question."

"You ask!"

"How did Hua Fengxue die?"

"My mother said that she suffered retribution for using Gu too much. There was a heavy rain last fall, and lightning struck her house. The heavy rain didn't put out the fire in the house, and she died inside."

Sang Tong took out a ticket and gave it to the boy. The boy didn't want to leave after getting the sweetness, and looked at Sang Tong with bright eyes.

"What should I do?" Mu Rong asked.

Sang Tong sighed lightly: "God's will."

"Well, sister, do you have any questions for me?"

Sang Tong shook his head: "Thank you, you can go now, keep the money carefully so that no one can see it."

The boy licked his chapped lips: "Sister, please ask a few more questions, Mrs. Hua died strangely, now no one dares to mention her except me."

Sang Tong took all the money into the boy's hands, and said without interest: "Tell me anything else you know."

The boy opened his mouth happily, and honestly, he took the money but didn't think about anything else. Instead, he began to think seriously, racking his brains to collect the things about Hua Fengxue that he saw and talked about with adults unintentionally.

"Hua Pozi is the most powerful Gu Po in our village. Even other Gu Po is afraid of her. I heard from my dad that she is a black seedling born and raised in the village, but ordinary Gu Po will never leave the village. Came back a few years later."

"My mother and my aunt accidentally talked about it, saying that after Hua Pozi was burned to death, many bugs crawled out of her body, there were tens of thousands of them! Those are the Gu that Hua Pozi kept in her body all her life , and it doesn’t look like Mrs. Hua was burned to death, I went to take a sneak peek on the day of the funeral. There is no trace of burnt black on her body, she looks like she is asleep.”

"Where is Hua Fengxue buried?"

"do not know."

"How to say?"

"Hua Pozi has no children. A few years ago, I picked up a girl from somewhere and put it beside me to raise. I heard my mother and my father chatting. Hua Pozi, a black-hearted apprentice, took Hua Pozi's body for refining. Bewitched."

Sang Tong grasped the key information and grabbed the boy: "Where is her apprentice now?"

The boy raised his finger and pointed to the protruding green hill not far away: "After the bamboo building was burned, she moved to live on the hill by herself."

"take me!"

Unexpectedly, the boy who was so enthusiastic just now shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, my mother said that Hua Pozi was made into a human gu, a cannibal! That mountain is now a forbidden area, and everyone in the village can't cut wood." Go to the back mountain."

"I'll give you another 500 yuan, and you take us there."

"No, no, you just go straight along this road, and you can see the mountain when you get to the place where Mrs. Hua used to live. There is only one easy way to go up the mountain. I'm going home, it's too late My mother will scold me."

The boy lifted the cloth strip on his shoulder and ran away.

Mu Rong thought of the girl carrying the bamboo basket: "Is that girl we saw in front of Hua Fengxue's house just now her apprentice?"

"It should be right, let's go."

Coming to the ruins again, looking up, you can see a winding uphill path, hidden in the lush dense forest.

Sang Tong opened the lockbox and took out a few talisman papers and distributed them to everyone: "This is the bug-repelling snake talisman newly developed by Mu Rong and I. Each person folded up a piece of paper and carried it with him."

The mountain road was very narrow and steep, and the lush vegetation on both sides scraped against them from time to time. Murong opened his backpack and found a long-sleeved dress and put it on Sangyu: "I don't know if these plants are poisonous, so be careful."

"how about you?"

Murong shook the wooden stick in his hand: "I just need to be more careful, just wear this one obediently."

Everyone was more or less nervous. The Southwest trip made them fully appreciate the dangers of the jungle. Everyone was wary of some kind of animal or poisonous insect suddenly coming out of the grass.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and sound. After more than 40 minutes, it suddenly became clear in front of my eyes. A platform was dug out on the mountainside, and a wooden house built against trees came into view.

"Hiss!" Suddenly, two flower snakes jumped out to block the way.

The two snakes shook their bodies and straightened their upper bodies, spit out messages and opened their mouths to warn from time to time, but they did not attack.

Mu Rong opened his arms to protect Sang Yu, and Sang Tong took a few steps back with his saber in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Is anyone there? We are old friends of Senior Hua Fengxue, we don't want to offend, please come and meet the owner!"

No one agreed, and Sang Tong shouted again: "We are your master's former colleagues, and we have important matters to find her!"

With a sound of "squeak", the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a slim figure came out from inside, it was the girl just now.

The girl took off her turban and the green silk was loose, and stood at the door and glanced lightly: "My master has passed away, you go back."

The author has something to say: Today's update is a bit late.