My Death God Roommate

Murong and Luo Ruyan kept sending several people under the cliff, and watched them fly up before turning back to this mysterious village.

Sure enough, the woman in Mu Rong's material went back to rescue the soldiers. They were flying in the air and they could clearly see a group of people gathered not far away, mostly males.

Holding various weapons in their hands, the woman ran at the front of the team, speaking in a dialect that Murong couldn't understand, talking to the leading elder.

Mu Rong glanced back again, confirming that Sang Tong and others had returned to the cliff to be relieved.

"Let's take a look elsewhere."

"it is good."

Just when Mu Rong and Luo Ruyan were about to go around, with a "swish", a kitchen knife flew towards Mu Rong's head.

Mu Rong was caught off guard and subconsciously avoided. The villagers screamed and waved the guy in their hands and rushed towards them.

"Murong! These people can see us!"

Mu Rong pondered for a moment and said, "Don't be afraid, let's fly higher."

"it is good."

The two flew high into the sky, and the crowd gathered below them and shouted.

"How could this be?" Luo Ruyan asked in surprise.

"Let me ask Sang Tong." Mu Rong closed his eyes slightly, and the Lingsi who found the ghost in his mind conveyed everything he saw to Ah Miao.

"Eldest sister, Mr. Murong said: People in this village can see her and Yanyan and are attacking them!"

"What's the matter? Mu Rong and the others are all right?"

"Master Mu Rong didn't know why I asked you. She and Yanyan are currently safe."

"Tell Murong to withdraw."

"Ok."

After receiving the news, Mu Rong thought for a while and whispered to Luo Ruyan: "Yanyan, you fly in another direction, go around and then return to the cliff. Things in the sun can't hurt me. I will try to communicate with them."

"Then be careful yourself."

"rest assured."

Luo Ruyan flew in the other direction, and a part of the villagers immediately chased him, and the rest stayed in place to shout to Mu Rong.

Those villagers kept chasing after the village entrance before gradually stopping and returning unwillingly.

Mu Rong took a deep breath and landed slowly. As soon as he landed, the villagers rushed up, waved the farm tools, poles, and kitchen knives in his hands to greet Mu Rong, but all these things passed through Mu Rong's soul and body. To her.

Mu Rongbi made a gesture of surrender and allowed the villagers to attack her. After a few minutes, the villagers saw that Mu Rong could not be hurt, and they said strange things and stopped reconcilingly.

Only then did Mu Rong ask: "Hello everyone, can anyone understand what I'm saying?"

Mu Rong noticed that the villagers had different expressions when they heard what she said. Some were still angrily and did not respond to her words, some had a little doubt on their faces, and some were full of guard.

Mu Rong had to repeat it, and at this moment a woman in a green sportswear walked out from behind, came to the village head's ear and whispered a few words, and walked out of the crowd.

The woman looked at Mu Rong blankly, with a strange expression on her face.

"Excuse me, can you understand me?"

The woman's eyes flashed and nodded.

Mu Rong exhaled in relief: "Hello, my name is Mu Rong. My friend found this place by accident. As far as I know, this is a no-man's land within the planting family. Why is there a village?"

The woman bit her lip and was silent for a while, she seemed to have made a lot of determination and said, "The mud loves to go!"

Mu Rong was taken aback when he heard the woman's voice. Why did the woman with a standard oriental appearance in front of her speak like a foreigner who was just learning Chinese?

Her pronunciation was very blunt, and her utterance was also difficult. Mu Rong could barely tell what the woman said to her: Go away.

"Are you a flower planter? Have you encountered any difficulties? Maybe I can help you out!"

There was a glimmer of hope in the woman's eyes and dimmed for an instant. She shook her head and repeated: "The mud loves to go." Then she turned back to the crowd in silence.

"Please wait!" Mu Rong's hand passed through the woman's body without catching anything, and at the same time many weapons passed through Mu Rong's soul body.

Mu Rong ignored the attack from the villagers and asked loudly, "Why is there a village here? Are these people family members who grow flowers? Please answer me!"

The crowd that had just calmed down again boiled, and they shouted words that Mu Rong couldn't understand, but they could feel their anger.

The woman came to the village chief and said a few words in a language that Mu Rong couldn't understand. The village chief nodded and raised her arms, and the crowd calmed down.

The woman's voice came again: "You love to go."

Mu Rong flew up a little volley, lowered his head and took a deep look at the woman, then flew in the direction Luo Ruyan had just fled, and returned to the cliff in a large circle.

Sang Tong greeted him: "How about it!"

Mu Rong's mood was very complicated, and he couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the village again. The crowd was dispersing and she did not find the woman.

"say something!"

"That’s the case. It can be concluded that the people in the village are all flower growers, but I don’t know why they can’t understand what I said. Maybe it’s because Yanyan and I are in the spirit state, so they showed us something. Obviously hostile, there is a special woman in the village who can understand and answer me, but..."

"But what!"

"But her pronunciation is weird. It sounds like a foreigner who has just learned Mandarin. Her tongue is hard and she can't speak clearly, but she can communicate with people in the village!"

"Did that woman say anything to you?"

"She told me to go quickly, and she said it three times in total."

Sang Tong was lost in thought, and an unknown thick mist enveloped them.

The woman's advice revealed a chill of careful thought and fear, and it was also puzzling.

She must have experienced something, but why didn't she ask Mu Rong for help? Don’t the people in the village understand Mandarin?

Could it be inconvenient for her to have someone who can understand Mandarin be present besides her?

I used to feel that the villagers spoke a relatively remote Sacheon dialect. Could it be that she heard it wrong?

Mu Rong glanced at the time and broke the silence: "It will be dark after a while. Why don't you go back with Xueer Xiaohei first. Yanyanshou and I are here to find a way to find the woman at night and ask again. I will let me know if there is news. Meow."

Sang Tong agreed, but the order Xueer and Xiao Hei received was to protect Mu Rong. She did not leave the two wolves and did not leave. There was no way that Mu Rong could only let A Miao and Yanyan stay. She and the other three Go back together.

On the way back, there was no interest in coming. Sang Tong learned a lesson this time and let Su Sifang sit in the back. She grabbed Cher's mane and let the scenery flash past her no mood to appreciate.

In my mind, I recalled what happened in the six years since I joined the Special Events Bureau, including some trivial things, but I didn't think of any details related to this village.

This village is located not far from the base, and it was absolutely impossible to ignore it when people were evacuated eight years ago.

She looked at Wang Hao, what happened in this land?

It's time to ask.

Back at the base, Mu Rong returned Xueer and Xiao Hei to Xiaoyue Wolf King, and once again expressed his gratitude, he went to search for Sangyu.

"True."

"Please come in."

Sang Yu was overjoyed when he saw Mu Rongxin, and took her hand into the room: "How is the situation over there? There is no danger, right?"

Mu Rong sighed and explained what had happened in the village.

Sang Yu was shocked after hearing this: "How could this happen? Everyone in the village has yin and yang eyes? Is the lady who can understand Mandarin a victim?"

"How can everyone have such a rare thing as Yin and Yang eyes, let alone so many Yin and Yang eyes gathered in one place, don't you think this is too strange?"

"What did my sister say?"

"She didn't say anything and called Wang Hao away. Perhaps the village was related to what happened here eight years ago. If this is the case, only Wang Hao would know the truth."

"Brother Hao didn't say anything when he saw the village?"

Mu Rong shook his head, Sang Yu was silent for a moment and cautiously called: "Mu Rong."

"Ok?"

"You said Brother Hao really didn't know, or...?"

Mu Rong sighed softly: "I hope he really doesn't know, otherwise it would be too scary."

"Yes."

The two sat on the bed side by side with their fingers intertwined, enjoying the long-lost peace.

Sang Yu watched their clasped hands tilt their heads and rest them on Mu Rong's shoulders.

"after……"

"Ok?"

A fascination flashed in Mu Rong's eyes: "Shall we open a coffee bookstore in the future?"

"What about the paper shop?"

"Close it. The purpose of running this shop was to help my mother accumulate yin virtue. Now that she has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, I don't want to do it anymore. Although the money is quite profitable, it is so close to the funeral center. They are all sad people, tired."

Mu Rong couldn't help feeling that the word "tired" would never appear in her dictionary once.

She used to be like a robot, following a fixed trajectory every day, day after day, year after year.

When she thinks of her mother suffering in Tiewei Mountain, she feels that her world is no different from Feng, and the sky is always so gray.

Until one day, an unfamiliar tenant broke into her life, and her life began to change.

"Murong?"

"Ok?"

"Why are you so absorbed?"

Mu Rong smiled faintly, and replied truthfully: "I think you think it is the sun that illuminates my life."

Sang Yu's heart throbbed and felt more pity for those around him: "I only want to be your own sun." After speaking, she took the initiative to drop a kiss on Murong's cheek and repeated what she hadn't heard just now. problem.

"Auntie will be reborn soon, right?"

"I asked Hao Jiefang to call Ah Miao as soon as he got news. It should be soon before he gets notified."

"Thanks for your hard work these years."

Mu Rong's nose sore, and he clasped Sang Yu's hand.

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