My Death God Roommate

The shock on Ah Miao's face lasted for a long time, and Hao Jiefang didn't know where he took out a cigarette, and he held it on his mouth, and the cigarette was on its own.

Between swallowing and vomiting, his expression was muddled.

The two were silent for a long time, halfway through the cigarettes, and Hao Jiefang continued: "Mu Rong's biological father, Mu Haijun, is a gambler. He is a gambler. He has a high debt, and his creditors are pressing on. He is frantically trying to sell Mu Rong; and Mu Rong's mother, Tang Jie, is relatively soft, and Mu Haijun is like a frog boiled in warm water, step by step, he dare not even say anything."

"What happened later?"

"Later~" Hao Jiefang breathed out a smoke ring and fell into a memory.

"Perhaps in the eyes of you living people, Murong's mother is very pitiful and can be forgiven; but whether it is suicide or murder in the underworld, and leaving the orphans behind, it is a felony... This incident shocked the underworld, and Murong's The parents were personally escorted to the prefecture by two adults in Niutou Ma Mian."

"Does bull head horse noodles really exist?"

"Of course, the bull's head and horse face, black and white impermanence are real, these four adults are in the Death Academy each division; like me, belongs to the Death Academy Hibu, my husband... Ah, that is my teacher, Directly under the boss; Seventh Master Xie Bian; Mu Rong is a night club student, under the control of Eighth Master Fan Wushou."

After speaking, Hao Jiefang held his fist and bowed his respects.

"Then I... why have I never seen it?"

A strange smile flashed on Hao Jiefang's face: "Do you think that the seven masters and eight masters can meet if you want to see them? If you want to see them, it depends on whether you are qualified!"

"What, what do you mean?"

Ah Miao had completely relaxed her vigilance at this time, listening to Hao Jiefang's narration, it was as if she had entered a mythical world, and she was obsessed with it.

Hao Jiefang threw away the cigarette **** and sat down on Murong’s desk and continued: “If the seven masters and eight masters come together to pick one person up, there must be great merits before this life, to do great good, do great things, and benefit the people of Li people. Whoever dies, happens to see these two masters, it is considered his great fortune, and the souls received by them will be thrown into the body in the next life, and will be rich and noble."

"On the other hand, Niutou Ma Mian, Niutou Abang, Ma Mian Ming Wang, if they hook someone, this person will definitely go to **** and suffer thousands of years of suffering, and he will take care of him in the next life."

"Ah! That Murong's mother..."

Hao Jiefang sighed and nodded.

In the paper shop, he fell silent again, and Hao Jiefang stared at the stand-in female ghost standing in the corner in a daze.

After a while, she said again: "Mu Rong became an orphan and was adopted by the Shanyang City Welfare Institute. When she was ten years old, she dreamed that her mother was suffering in hell. No solution, Mu Rong's mother had fallen into **** at that time and was not qualified to give her family a dream, but Mu Rong felt it; she was also a child with an idea, and she secretly drank disinfectant water from the welfare home and committed suicide."

"what?!"

"I happened to hook her."

"Then... how did Mu Rong come back from the dead?"

Hao Jiefang smiled and jumped off his desk: "It's getting late, I'm going back. If you are really curious, why not ask Mu Rong?"

Ah Miao shuddered, and she was still a little scared of Mu Rong in her heart. It was a very strange feeling, both deeply attracted and a little afraid.

Hao Jiefang's face was clear: "Go back soon, you are a soul without roots. If you can follow Mu Rong, you are considered good luck."

After speaking, he pinched a tactic and disappeared in place.

Ah Miao wandered back to Xinxin's home No. 403, remembering what Hao Jiefang told her today, and it was tickling.

"Sang Yu~Sang Yu~~!"

"Hmm~"

"Sang Yu, wake up, I have something to tell you."

...

After Mu Rong finished her work, she floated home and saw that Sang Yu woke up early in the morning, sitting on the sofa, playing with her mobile phone, while A Miao was sitting next to Sang Yu, she raised her eyebrows: "You Stay away from the living, and don't disturb their aura."

"Yes, Master Murong~" A Miao immediately distanced herself from Sang Yu.

Sang Yu, who was fiddling with her mobile phone, seemed to have seen something interesting and smiled at the screen of the mobile phone.

Mu Rong couldn't help but glanced twice, then floated back to his room.

Sang Yu took away the phone, and the screen showed a weather forecast for Sacheon...

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Murong came out of the room, and Sang Yu had already prepared breakfast.

Looking at Murong who was stunned by the door, Sang Yu smiled and said: "Get up, wash and eat."

Mu Rong opened his mouth, but under Sang Yu's watery gaze, he obediently washed away.

Looking at Mu Rong's back, Sang Yu's eyes flashed with distress.

Ah Miao talked to her yesterday.

Sang Yu had never encountered such a situation before, and it was even more impossible to say something to comfort him. What she could do for Mu Rong was perhaps to cook some delicious meals or provide a little insignificant companionship while the two were still roommates.

The two sat opposite each other, Sang Yu took a poached egg and put it in Mu Rong's bowl: "Do you have any food not to eat?"

"No."

"What do you like to eat?"

"No."

"What do you not like to eat?"

"Fatty and coriander."

"Oh, remember."

"In fact, you don't have to be so troublesome. I paid the money in a shop early, and I just go there every day to eat, and I'm on the way."

"Now it's getting colder and colder. I feel sick to my stomach after eating cold things. Besides, I have to eat too. It's rare that we both have almost the same work and rest time, and there is no trouble."

"It's up to you."

"Murong?"

"Ok."

"I'm a little bored at home during the day by myself, don't know if I can visit your store?"

"...Zha paper shop."

"I know~ OK?"

"Row."

A Miao, who has been floating by the side, trembled with a smile, pressed her waist, pointed at Sang Yu and said, "Sang Yu, do you see? When Mu Rong just said "Zhazhipu", he used the kind of eyes that cared for the mentally retarded. Looking at you, she must think you are abnormal, you are done, you are now a strange girl in Murong's heart, hahahahaha..."

Sang Yuqiao blushed and glanced at Mu Rong secretly. Seeing that the other party's expression was still faint, she didn't seem to dislike it as Miao said, so she was relieved.

After breakfast, the two went out together. Because of Sang Yu's participation, Mu Rong couldn't ride a bike anymore, pushing his bicycle and walking side by side with Sang Yu.

Mu Rong has always said few words, even if there is one more person beside her, she doesn't think there is anything to say.

And Sang Yu had a lot to say to Mu Rong, but when he thought of Mu Rong's cold personality, and what A Miao said just now... she had to remain silent.

However, the road was not quiet, Ah Miao hung on Mu Rong's body and sang loudly, with a song "Don't be Feared or Feared", accompanied all the way.

The iron door curtain rolled up, and a yin wind blew out from the paper shop. Sang Yu saw that many souls were stealing incense candles. After seeing Mu Rong, he ran away eagerly.

Upon seeing this, Ameiao jumped off Mu Rong like a loyal dog, pointed at the back of the stealer, and shouted, "If you come to steal again in the future, I will tell Master Mu Rong and let her take it. you guys!"

"Sit down." Mu Rong poured a glass of water to Sang Yu, and then got busy on his own.

"Is anyone here?"

A young man walked in, with green stubble on his chin, dark circles under his eyes, red bloodshot eyes, thin and haggard, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Mr. Amin?"

The young man called "Aming" looked at Sang Yu for a while, and suddenly said, "Miss Sang?"

"It's me, what do you need to buy?"

"Aren't you here to travel? Why are you here?"

"Ah, I'm just curious to come over and take a look, and help out by the way..."

"help?"

"Ok."

"Sang Yu, this person's fortune is so low. There is a funeral home in front of him. He is not afraid of bumping into something." A Miao said, floating around "Mr. A Ming."

Sang Yu's heart tightened and looked at the female ghost in the corner. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he was relieved and came to Mu Rong to introduce: "Mu Rong, this Mr. Amin is the owner of 402 opposite, we I met one face before and said a few words."

Mu Rong nodded, and Sang Yu stepped aside.

"Hello sir, can I help you?"

A Ming took a sudden step forward, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then hesitantly stopped, tightening the things in his arms with a hesitation on his face.

"Are you the boss?"

"Correct."

After getting an affirmative answer, A Ming got mad, jumped to the front of Mu Rong, took out a mahogany box from his arms, and held it tremblingly: "Save her, save her, please!"

Mu Rong calmly looked at the box, did not answer, and asked coldly, "What is this?"

"Sangyu, there is something in the box!" A Miao prompted.

"Mr. Amin, why don't you open the box?"

"Oh oh, good."

Aming opened the box with trembling hands. With a "click", music came from the box, which turned out to be a music box.

The tune is very unfamiliar, Sang Yu has never heard it before, Ding Ding Dong Dong, smooth and melodious, it sounds very comfortable.

Just as Sang Yu was immersed in the music unknowingly, Mu Rong's cold voice sounded: "Sorry sir, we are a paper shop here, and we can't fix this thing."

A trace of despair flashed in Aming's eyes, and he asked without giving up, "Can't you hear?"

Mu Rong shook his head.

Sang Yu and Ah Miao looked at each other in shock, a chill came out from the back.

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