My Death God Roommate

Mu Rong hesitated slightly: "The soul of such a small child is unstable..."

"You'll understand by checking it once."

Ms. Wang asked timidly: "Master Sang, who are you talking to?"

"A person you can't see."

Mu Rong put the soul-locking chain on the baby but did not immediately pull it. Instead, he took out a brush and carefully drew a wall around Qu Zhaodi. The baby's soul is special. This child is even more special, and he is slightly careless. The soul may disperse.

Sang Tong looked at Faqiang secretly surprised: Mu Rong's thought power has increased again!

The scope of the law wall is not large, it just covers Qu Zhaodi, but the energy it emits can cover the entire room, and even spread outside.

Sang Tong still remembered the first time he saw the law wall that Mu Rong had laid. Although it was large in size but its power leaked out, it disappeared after a few months.

The Wall of Law this time is completely the opposite, giving people a sense of cohesion and introversion.

To elaborate, that is: the first law wall is more like a marching formation, Mu Rong put all the soldiers and pawns generously on the surface, letting the evil things that intend to attack him to weigh himself. .

This kind of law wall can naturally act as a deterrent against ordinary evil spirits, but if you encounter a powerful enemy like Yuexiang, it may not be a good thing to show your own Laodie too clearly.

And this wall of law in front of me, although not as gorgeous as before, but it makes people unable to see the depth and dare not to attack.

Sang Tong looked at the slowly flowing law wall, and felt that this power seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember exactly when he saw her there.

Sang Tong looked at Mu Rong intently, always feeling that the person in front of him was becoming more and more unpredictable, and he couldn't even see through it.

Mu Rong effortlessly pulled out the soul chain, the other end of the chain was empty.

"Aunt Wang, can you touch your hand for me?"

Ms. Wang stretched out her hand and looked at Sang Tong nervously.

Sang Tong let go of Ms. Wang's hand: "Please stay away for a while."

The two got up and left. Ms. Wang held the handle outside the door and did not close the door tightly, trying to hear a few words.

Sang Tong waited patiently until Ms. Wang closed the door quietly, and said, "This child is just an empty shell. It's a pity, it's obviously the life of a wealthy man."

Sang Yu exclaimed: "How could this be?"

"There are many possibilities for this situation. For example, when the soul was reborn and did not come into the body in an accident, it is also possible that the child's soul was detained by something, or he had been to some place with a strong magnetic field. The infant’s soul is fragile and unstable, and it is easy to be trapped in certain aura and special environments. This is why many local folk customs do not allow pregnant women to appear in funeral homes."

Mu Rong analyzed: "It should not be born. When the soul of reincarnation has an accident, there will be an emergency remedy mechanism in the underworld, which will modify the child's life style and release another soul to reincarnate. The flow of time between the two realms is different. We have enough time. The remedy is rarely such a mistake, even if a suitable soul cannot be arranged for a while, it will be replaced by a stillbirth."

"The child is too young and the facial features are not well developed. I just touched the bone for her. This child should have been early-witted and dexterous, rich and wealthy, not the way it is now, something very strange."

"what?"

"The face of this auntie Wang is not a rich person, at least she can't afford such a living condition. The fact that her husband passed away early confirms that what I think is correct, I wonder if she had undergone plastic surgery. , Changed her face, just touched her bones, I am not very good at Mogu, at least I can roughly judge that she does not have plastic surgery, and the information on the bones and facial features is the same."

"Will it be her children's fortune?"

"You have to look at this to know."

The nanny Xiao Liu knocked on the door: "Secondly, Sister Wang asked me to ask, do you stay for dinner together?"

"Okay, thank you Aunt Wang."

Sang Yu and Sang Tong went to the living room on the first floor to chat with Ms. Wang, while Mu Rong walked around.

Aunt Wang pulled Sang Tong's hand, tearful eyes: "Master Sang, what should I do with the child, can you help me."

"Auntie, I will try my best. You still have to believe in science for your child's problems. When she is older, take her to the hospital for a good examination. If you find any problems, you will be treated promptly.

Ms. Wang hurriedly agreed and wiped her tears: "The current hospital is also unreliable. It was obviously a boy during the previous examination."

"Auntie, the times are different. Boys and girls are the same. If this child can be cured, he will be very promising when he grows up. I'm sorry if I didn't help. I will refund you the money."

"No, my son will be back in a while, so please show Master Sang. This money should be used as a reward for my son's affairs. It scared me a few days ago. Fortunately, God bless me. People are fine."

"Where did your son grow up?"

Ms. Wang looked proud: "The traffic police brigade is almost done."

Sang Tong smiled and said, "Congratulations, what about your daughter?"

Aunt Wang turned out to have a look of disdain: "I don't know, I won't get married even in my thirties, don't mention it, I have a headache."

At dinner, Aunt Wang’s children entered the house together, and Sang Tong glanced at Aunt Wang’s son. He was tall and mighty, nearly 1.9 meters tall, like a walking wall.

There was another person behind him with a large bag of small pieces in his hand.

Sang Tong could only see half of the woman's face. She was very beautiful and inherited her mother's excellent genes. She looked like she was in her early twenties, but she had a poor complexion and apathetic energy.

"Mom, I bought this for you and Manman."

Aunt Wang asked the nanny to accept the gift, and said displeasedly: "Don't call it full in the future. The master said that this nickname is not good, so good kids see what you call it!"

"Mom~ How many times have I told you, now many masters are deceiving..."

The tall man standing in front of her walked away, Qu Tingting was slightly startled when she saw Sang Tong sitting on the sofa, and did not continue.

Aunt Wang pulled her son Qu Yangyang and walked over: "Master Sang, show me my son."

Sang Tong changed the side of Erlang's cocked leg: "I'll show it to your daughter first."

"She? She doesn't believe this, don't show it to her."

"My mother is right, I don't need to look at it."

"Well then, it's up to you."

Mu Rong floated down from the second floor: "I saw, this house is okay."

Sang Yu noticed that when Mu Rong was speaking, Qu Tingting, who had been looking elsewhere, turned his gaze, the astonishment on his face was fleeting, pretending to be nothing.

Sang Yu put it in Sang Tong's ear and said, the latter twitched his mouth: "Let Mu Rong talk to her."

"what?"

"Nothing, which hand does Mr. Qu usually write with?"

"Right hand."

...

Qu Tingting stood in front of the French windows looking at the garden with a water glass, and Mu Rong came to her: "You can see me?"

Qu Tingting didn't respond, and turned to the restaurant: "Sister Liu, make the sea cucumbers I brought back to help my mother."

While eating, Sang Tong took the initiative to sit opposite Qu Tingting, and kept looking at her during the dinner. The latter pretended not to know, but the slightly stiff movements betrayed her.

"Where is Miss Qu raised?"

"Doing a little business with friends is not worth mentioning."

"Ms. Qu is too modest. A small business can buy such a good house and bought a car for your mother and brother. What kind of small business is it? I'll just change it."

Qu Tingting smiled with her eyes down, picked up a sea cucumber and put it on Ms. Wang's plate: "Mom, eat more, sea cucumber is good for your body."

Sang Tong supported his chin and looked at Qu Tingting with interest: "Today is fifteen."

Everyone on the table was puzzled. They looked at Sang Sangtong without knowing it. Qu Tingting, who had been showing estrangement and resistance, had put down his chopsticks. From entering the door to now, he looked at Sang Tong for the first time, and his eyes flashed with sullenness. And helpless: "It's not what you think."

"Master Sang, Tingting, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, Aunt Wang, I want to talk to your daughter, okay?"

Qu Tingting resignedly put down her chopsticks and went to the garden with Sang Tong. She sighed quietly: "I didn't expect my mother to find someone like you."

"People and ghosts have different paths. I advise you to rein in the cliff. Some ghosts are inhumane, and bad use will harm your family."

"Believe it or not, the fullness of things has nothing to do with me."

"I do not believe."

"I won't hurt Man Man. I had an appointment with Yang Yang. If the second child is still a daughter, he will adopt it to me. After a period of time, he will adopt it to me. How could I harm her!"

"Oh, so you changed the **** of the child?"

Qu Tingting's throat struck, and her shoulders drooped weakly: "Yes, I changed the gender, but it is full of soullessness!"

Sang Tong sneered: "There was a bad guy standing behind you, do you dare to lie?"

"I do not have!"

"As soon as you walked in, I felt that something was wrong with you. You could clearly see Mu Rong but pretended not to see. Neither your mother nor your brother were rich. You provided the living conditions of your family so good! What a pity! You met me, you are not the only person in this world who can master ghost skills. I am very familiar with those five, and you can't fool me!"

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Ms. Wang still cared about her daughter, so she quietly opened the door and came out. Qu Tingting turned her back to the door, but she didn't notice Sang Tong's gaze in excitement.

"Yes, I am for the ghost hall, what's up to you!? My dad died early, and the creditor came to the door and almost forced my mother to death! What happened to me using the five ghosts fortune to change my life? Yes, it's none of my business!"

"what did you say!?"

Qu Tingting's voice stopped abruptly, and Sang Tong sighed softly: "I reminded you."

She turned around stiffly, and Ms. Wang rounded her arms and hit her face: "Are you raising ghosts?!"

The author has something to say: a gentleman loves to get money in a good way. The five ghosts of fortune may really exist, but the cost is staggering. This small series of stories is provided by the reader and will not be named here.