My Death God Roommate

Sang Yu turned to look at Mu Rong who was leaning on her arms.

Sacheon and Northeast, one south and one north.

Almost a diagonal distance away from the flower planter.

She and Mu Rong met.

So what is between them?

Is it fate, grace, or debt?

...

After the wedding process was over, Sang Tong announced the opening, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

She dragged her enchanting red skirt and sat down next to Sang Yu. She only drank a glass of white water, and then chatted with Sang Yu in a low voice. The two sisters did not move a bite of the dishes on the table.

After halfway through the banquet, Mu Rong came back.

After the true soul returned, Sang Tong proposed to leave, and the family regarded Sang Tong as a distinguished guest and sent her to the door of the hotel.

"Thank you, Master Sang."

"You're welcome, I was paid. If possible, you can introduce me some business."

"Definitely."

"One more sentence."

"You say."

"The two of you don't have to be too sad, Li Lin's fate with this world is exhausted, and she went where she should go; fortunately, you still have a daughter, and a family of three will live a good life."

After getting in the car, Sang Tong asked, "Yu baby, are you hungry?"

"Well, a little bit."

"How about I treat you two to a big meal?"

"Really, what to eat!"

"Hot pot~"

"Mu Rong, let's go together!"

"Mu Rong is hungry too? I have been busy all morning, let's go together."

"Ok."

Sang Yu asked happily, "Which hot pot restaurant in Sanyang City is delicious?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Although Mu Rong is a native of Sanyang, she has never eaten hot pot, something that takes time since she entered the Death Academy, but occasionally she will cook some vegetables at home when she gets sick.

The driver replied: "You are not locals? You sound like Sacheon's accent? There is a submarine drift in front of which is not bad, and their waiters are enthusiastic. I will pull you over?"

Mu Rong: ...?

Sang Tong asked unwillingly, "Is there no Sacheon hot pot restaurant?"

"Yes, yes, but there is definitely not the authenticity of yours. Sacheon hot pot restaurant's bottom materials are all fried by themselves. Most of them are bought in the store. I think it is better to go to the bottom of the sea, at least the service is enthusiastic. "

"That's fine, trouble master."

"okay!"

The three of them ordered a mandarin duck pot on the seabed and happily had a meal.

The taste of this restaurant is only average for the Sang sisters who have tasted countless hot pots.

But as the driver said, floating on the bottom of the sea made them feel at home.

During the dinner, something interesting happened: Mu Rong's appetite was relatively small, and he stopped his chopsticks after eating for more than ten minutes.

At this moment, the waiter walked over and saw that there were a lot of dishes on the table, and Mu Rong kept his face cold and did not move his chopsticks, and asked kindly: "Miss, can I show you a show?"

Before the three of them could react, the waiter turned and left. After a while, he stood in front of Murong with a guitar and sang a song "What do you see and eat".

After singing, the waiter bowed and smiled and said to Mu Rong: "What you eat is nourishment, miss, you have such a good figure, it doesn't matter if you eat more."

Mu Rong looked blank and nodded subconsciously. Sang Tong smiled and fluttered, and fell on Sang Yu without any image.

Sang Yu also smiled, letting go of his all-time cautiousness and caution, and said jokingly: "I am right, Mu Rong, you eat too little, this is not good."

The waiter listened and started to shave Mu Rong up, until Mu Rong repeatedly assured that she would eat more before leaving.

And standing not far from their seats, from time to time he cast a kind smile on Mu Rong...

After the checkout, the waiter enthusiastically sent them out of the door and said to Murong: "Miss, did the song I sang just now sound good?"

Mu Rong said helplessly, and the other party happily took out his mobile phone: "Then you can sweep me, I can sing to you every day!"

Sang Yu faintly smiled, and when the waiter saw Mu Rong's shiny eyes, his chest was blocked.

Take out her mobile phone: "Her mobile phone is dead, come, let me scan you!"

The waiter smiled politely at Sang Yu, and held his cell phone in front of Mu Rong.

"Ding": "Okay, it's done, goodbye.",

After speaking, he took Murong's arm and left.

When he walked to the side of the road, Mu Rong touched his slightly swollen belly: "You go back first, I will walk by myself."

"Where are you going?"

"I have eaten too much and want to go back."

"I'll be with you!"

Sang Tong also wanted to go with him, but his outfit was too eye-catching and inconvenient, so he had to leave by car.

The two walked side by side on the road, taking slow steps.

After walking for about five minutes, Sang Yu kicked off a pebble by his foot and asked, "Do you still add that little brother?"

"Add what?"

"Slightly kick."

"I don't have that kind of thing."

Sang Yu pursed his mouth and pressed down the curvature of the corners of his mouth, feeling more and more that Mu Rong's "isolated" lifestyle is just fine: "Then I delete him?"

"whatever."

Sang Yu quickly took out his mobile phone and added the waiter brother to the blacklist without hesitation!

I thought: I will never go to that submarine float again in the future. The service is good, but the waiter is a bit rude!

"Mu Rong~"

"Ok."

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Go ahead, I can't answer the matter about the underworld."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No."

"Then, has anyone pursued you?"

"No."

Sang Yu let out a soft "Oh", and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained secretly rising.

"I can't fall in love."

"why?!"

Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu beside him, trying to tell the truth, but when the words came to his lips, he unexpectedly changed his words: "No way."

Walking far away, Mu Rong vaguely heard Sang Yu's voice, very softly.

"It's ok."

She turned her head, but Sang Yu's face was calm and calm, as if the words just now were only Mu Rong's unilateral illusion.

Walking to a street close to Xinxin's home, Sang Yu suddenly pulled Murong's arm.

"what happened?"

"Can you see that person?"

Mu Rong looked in the direction Sang Yu was pointing, and saw an old man with all white hair and a thin body, squatting at the crossroads and burning paper.

A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Rong's mind: Why would anyone burn paper here during the day?

"I saw it, it's a living person."

Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you get the paper burning during the day?"

"Depending on the situation, if it is in front of the grave, or in a specific place, special paper-burning people can receive it, but at crossroads during the day, I am afraid that it will not be received."

"Then, shall we remind this grandma? You see, she burned paper at such an age, either for her own children, or for the deceased wife of the widowed elderly. Besides, the traffic at the crossroads during the day was so heavy that she encountered her How to do?"

Mu Rong took a long look. The old man’s clothes were shabby, his body squatted together, and he squatted on the side of the road. There was a stack of paper almost the same height as her. The traffic on the road was constantly flowing. The flames leaped upward, even higher than the squatting old man.

Somehow, Wu Jiali's desperate cry flashed in Mu Rong's mind, blaming Mu Rong for looking at her being pulled as a substitute but not saving her.

"Let's go, don't mention the things that cannot be collected by burning paper during the day. We told her to pay attention to traffic safety. This is a suburban area. There are many small three-way intersections. There is no need to pick this main road."

"it is good."

The two crossed the road and walked not far behind the old man. The old man took a pile of paper from the pile of paper beside him and threw it into the fire in batches.

At this moment, Mu Rong suddenly saw: a black air hovering over the old man's head!

She was shocked, rubbed her eyes, then opened her eyes, how could there be any black air?

Only the red flames rose high, jumping over the old man's head from time to time.

Mu Rong stopped and asked in a low voice, "Did you see anything?"

Sang Yu glanced at Mu Rong in surprise, then turned to look at the old man carefully: "No, what's wrong."

"It's nothing."

When the two were about to take a step, Mu Rong suddenly grabbed Sang Yu's wrist and pulled her back.

The old man was completely unaware of the arrival of the two of them, and while throwing yellow paper into the fire, he cursed in a low voice: "It's not a good death, we will cut off children and grandchildren, hands and feet, sores in her eyes, and she was hit by a car when she went out... "

Sang Yu heard the old man's words clearly, took two steps back, staring at Mu Rong with wide eyes, shocked.

The two backed silently, then backed back, and stopped until the conversation could not be heard by the old man.

"What is this old grandma doing and why does she say such things?"

Mu Rong stared at the top of the old man's head, but there was nothing else except the occasional flames.

"She is cursing."

"curse?!"

"If I didn't guess wrong, she should be burning paper for a living person."

Sang Yu felt a chill from the soles of his feet and rushed directly to the top of his head, and couldn't help but shiver.

She was shocked and frightened, and repeated in a low voice in disbelief: "Burn paper for the living?"

Mu Rong nodded. The reason she could tell at a glance was because she had encountered such a thing.

But what really made her pay attention to was what happened to the black air above the old man's head just now? Is it burning paper ash?

It doesn’t look like the shape...

What is that black air?

Even when the soul is out of the body, she can only see the spiritual body, and things like "Qi Luck" or "energy" can't be seen.

This was not the first time this happened. The last time I saw a blood-red cloud above Sang Tong's head, it was also when the soul was out of his body.

Now, her soul is still in the body, why?

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day~

Meme!