My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong told several people about the content of the call, and Mu Rong said: "The people in this village are very unfriendly. My opinion is that since Hua Fengxue cannot be found, I should return to the helicopter immediately, find a place to settle, or simply go back to the base and come back another day. It’s getting dark soon, and we don’t even have a place to borrow."

Of course Sang Tong knew what Mu Rong said was reasonable, but wouldn't it be that he smashed what happened in the village when he went back?

"Fuhuagu was born at some point, and there is not much time left for us. 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 killed?"

"Let's 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, the surrounding people gradually increased. Mu Rong saw a brightly dressed young girl with flower seedlings and motioned to Sang Tong to step forward: "Hello, can I bother you for a few minutes and ask for one? Something?"

The girl looked up and down Mu Rong and asked in a blunt Mandarin: "Where did you come from?"

"northeast."

"Why come to our village?"

"Find someone."

A suspicion flashed in the girl's eyes, and she looked back over Mu Rong and saw the crowd of thin women mostly: "Who are you looking for?"

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

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

She stepped back subconsciously, and walked away like a snake and scorpion. Mu Rong called twice without turning his head back.

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

What happened here, or what Hua Fengxue did after leaving the Special Event Processing Bureau, the villager clearly knew the ruins and was afraid of it.

What is the ruin that scares her?

Or the people who live in the same place?

A few people continued to move forward, and picked a white-miao man who looked good: "Uncle, can I ask you about something?"

The old man took a few mouthfuls of hookah "grumblingly" with a comfortable expression and nodded.

Mu Rong squatted down and 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, speaking in Mandarin that was more blunt than the Bai Miao woman just now, and said: "People from outside the village don't care about things."

"It's true that we are here to find someone."

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

Mu Rong nodded, the old man's complexion sank, and he waved his hands impatiently: "Go go, I don't know about Heimiao."

Mu Rong touched the nail again and returned helplessly.

Sang Yu said, "Sister Tong Tong, should our strategy be changed? Didn't you say that the relationship between Bai Miao and Hei Miao is not good? Why don't we ask the Hei Miao directly?"

"But the Black Miao people are too dangerous."

"Shall we pick a man to ask?"

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

"what?"

"If you have money, you can make things worse, so dry asking who wants to tell you."

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

Wang Hao opened the backpack and drew out a few pink tickets, rolled up into a roll, held it in his palm, and secretly stuffed it to Sang Tong: "Don't reveal the rich, go back and remember to return it to me."

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

Wang Hao sternly said: "I do business, it is not easy for me to make money."

Sang Tong took a walk around the village and saw a young man who was alone with a black seedling on a small road. The young man was walking towards them with a scythe in his hand and the chopped firewood on his back.

Sang Tong called the others to stand by and Mu Rong walked over: "Brother."

The boy jumped back, holding the shining sickle on his chest, looking wary.

Sang Tong smiled, pulling Mu Rong and taking a step back: "We have no ill will. I don't want to ask you for nothing."

Sang Tong waved the ticket in his hand as he said, "Just tell us that the money belongs to you."

For a teenager in this closed village, two hundred dollars is full of temptation.

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

Sang Tong let out a sigh of relief. It seems that the country has done a good job in promoting Mandarin. The young man's Mandarin is more standard than the two just now.

"For you, if you can tell us."

The boy put down his sickle and stared at the pink corner of 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 wary again, and the desire in his eyes gradually faded.

Sang Tong made a decisive decision: "You tell me, I will add another two hundred yuan."

"Really?"

"You lied to me with a sickle."

The boy swallowed and said, turning his head cautiously, and seeing that there was no one on the road, he swallowed after seeing the money in Sang Tong's hand: "She is dead."

"died!?"

The boy nodded and stretched out his hand to pull the ticket in Sang Tong's hand.

Sang Tong gave the boy 400 yuan but stopped him: "You will answer me a few more questions, one hundred yuan per question."

"You ask!"

"How did Hua Fengxue die?"

"My mother said that she was retribution for using too much Gu. A heavy rain last autumn, lightning struck her house, and she died inside without extinguishing the fire in the house."

Sang Tong drew a ticket and gave it to the boy. The boy didn't want to go away because of the sweetness. He looked at Sang Tong with bright eyes.

"What to do?" Mu Rong asked.

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

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

Sang Tong shook his head: "Thank you, you can go now. Take care of the money so that no one will see it."

The boy licked his chapped lips: "Sister, ask a few more questions, Lady Hua is dead, and now no one dares to mention her except me."

Sang Tong took all the money into the boy's hands, and said with little interest: "Tell me everything you know."

The boy opened his mouth happily. In a simple manner, he took the money but didn't think about anything else. Instead, he thought about it earnestly, searching for the things he usually saw and the adults inadvertently talk about about Hua Fengxue.

"Ms. Hua is the most powerful Gu in our village, and even other Gus are afraid of her. I heard my dad say that she is a black seedling born and raised in the village, but the average Gu will never leave the village for a lifetime. She has gone out. I came back a few years later."

"My mother and my aunt accidentally talked about it, saying that after Lady Hua was burned to death, there were a lot of bugs crawling out of her body, there were thousands of them! Those were the guts that Lady Hua had kept in her body for the rest of her life. And it didn’t look like Lady Hua had been burned to death. I went there and took a glance at the funeral. There was no trace of scorching on her body, she looked like she was asleep."

"Where is Huafengxue buried?"

"do not know."

"How to say?"

"Ms. Hua has no children and no daughters. A few years ago, I did not know where I picked up a baby girl to raise by her side. I listened to my mother and my dad chatting. The black-hearted apprentice Hua took her corpse for training. Gu's."

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

The boy raised his finger to the sharp green mountain not far away: "After the bamboo building was burned, she moved to the mountain alone."

"take me to!"

Unexpectedly, the enthusiastic boy just shook his head into a rattle: "No way, no way, my mother said that Lady Hua was made into a human gu, a cannibal! That mountain is now forbidden, and the villagers chop wood. Go to the back mountain."

"I will add five hundred yuan to you, and you will take us there."

"No, no, you just go straight along this road, and you can see the mountain when you go to the place where Lady Flower originally lived. There is only one easy way to go up the mountain. I'm going home, and it will be too late. My mother will scold it."

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

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

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

When I came to the ruins again, I looked up and saw a winding road uphill, hidden in the lush dense forest.

Sang Tong opened the lockbox and took out a few talisman papers to distribute to everyone: "This is the insect-repelling snake-repelling talisman developed by Mu Rongxin and I. One by one was folded and carried on the body."

The mountain road is very narrow, steep, and difficult to navigate. The vegetation on both sides is lush and scratching on them from time to time. Mu Rong opened his backpack to find a long-sleeved dress and put it on the mulberry: "These plants don't know if they are poisonous, be careful."

"how about you?"

Mu Rong shook the wooden stick in his hand: "I just need to be careful, you just wear this one."

Everyone was more or less nervous. The southwest party allowed them to fully appreciate the dangers of the jungle. Everyone was wary of certain animals or poisonous insects suddenly escaping from the grass.

Fortunately, there was no trouble on the journey. Forty minutes passed, and the eyes suddenly opened up. A platform was excavated halfway up the mountain, and a wooden house built by the tree came into view.

With a sound of "hiss!", two snakes popped out to stop the way.

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

Mu Rong opened his arms to protect Sang Yu. Sang Tong took his saber back a few steps and shouted loudly: "Anyone? We are the old friends of Senior Hua Fengxue. If you don't intend to offend, please show up to see the owner!"

No one agreed, Sang Tong shouted again: "We are your master's colleagues during his lifetime, we have important things to look for her!"

With a "creak", the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a slender figure came out from the inside. It was the girl just now.

The girl took off her turban and dangled her blue silk, stood at the door and glanced lightly: "My master has passed away, please go back."

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